A Colorful Week

Last week was surely a colorful one. When I first heard of the soon arrival of 22 additional students, I was not pleased. It wasn't that I didn't want to meet new people, it's just there's like a million people here already. The last thing I wanted to do was have to share that kitchen with more people. So I was on the anti- DeVry wagon.

Little did I know that was the one of my best weeks in Europe. They were so much fun. I was glad they were here for the holiday. I was longing for home that week. It made me sad that I was missing out on spending time with my family and friends. And of course I missed out on that GOOD food. Not saying that the culinary food wasn't good, it was, but it wasn't like home.

I know a little people didn't like them. Everyone isn't for everybody, but I'd hate to miss out on wondeful people. They made me feel like I was at home, and I was around my family. We could sing songs, play dominos, or just take time to just spend time.

My favorite part about it was the motivtional speech Reeva and received. Two of the women sat us down and told us they were proud of us. They filled us in on their lives. I almost teared up, I felt it in my soul. It made me feel so inspired. Such a great experience it was, and I am so greateful for it.