Home is where the heart is.
2 days ago I arrived in Bern, my hometown after I've spent 5 month in lovely Brighton, England.
I had the time of my life, one of the best experience I've ever had.
my life in brighton was like a dream, far away from worrying, far away from reality.
much was about partying, making new friends, exploring england and its culture..and we all did a good job, definitely :)
my time there is now over, and that's ok, i can't go back, everything changes anyway. quite all of my friends left as well and they were the greatest part there and i miss them like hell.
but i miss so much more.
the sea, the wind, to talk english, my hostfamily with my 3 lovely hostsisters, my room, the bus rides with the doubledeckers, cream tea, the english humour, all the crazy english people...
but now i'm back home, in cute and lovely switzerland and i was really looking forward to it.
i missed my family, they're everything for me, and of course some of my friends, my home and i was keen on better weather!
but...i miss brighton like hell. i still feel a little bit like a stranger in my own room.
i haven't come down yet, can't settle down somehow.
i'm stuck somewhere in the middle between my two homes.