So now I'm back there and am happy that I finally can see all or at least can talk without going bankrupt here. But still it was and is not easy to leave Brazil and all my new friends. Somehow I can still do not believe that my time there to and that I do everything and all will see there is no longer an unlimited time, as Brazil's not just around the corner is what I have, despite the long trip, still not as fully realized .
I feel almost as if I was homesick ... And had any desire feelings not even really a chance to unfold, because my life here just as turbulence continued in Brazil:
On Thursday I learned after my arrival in Lüneburg all for my new roommate, Johanna, who since early January in my flat lives up to that and I still could not know really know (we were at some point ever before in Lüneburg on the way gone, but really knew we had not). And another person I got to know, namely the Australian Phil, who lives for a sublease in my room and flies until next week back to Australia, so we have to share by then my room, but this is not bad because I have 2 rooms, first and second, Phil is pretty nice. I came home and somehow not for the high number of people unknown to me of my home.
Well, and then did so only once even unpacked my bags, my room I had before I left-rearranged / re rigged and one or the other thing to be done. And then it was also already Friday evening and I had been back to the airport in Hamburg. Would have been great if it were to return to Brazil, but this time I got "only" from someone, so what is also nice. For the newcomer it was Paula, in whose Kitnet I had spent the last 6 months in Campinas and currently still resides in London, so we wanted to use the relative proximity to us at last time in person. Their arrival and I had been able to wait, because despite that much had been done to me was the "homesickness" all day like a stone in the stomach and I got quite often again and again tears in his eyes. Here Everything is so gray and quiet and cold, even if it's not even very cold. Somehow I feel so different here, so actually the same as always here, just that I perceive this feeling now, because it just was away so long. Gave me a little hope to see that spring has sent his forerunners and even throw some crocuses and other spring flowers bright spots in the gray winter landscape and the odd tree already thinking about to open its leaves. But so completely the same as the Brazilian summer from which I had just come, it is not and so I was glad at least a little Brazil have around me and can also again be able to speak Portuguese (It was still quite present anyway, so I slipped at the German time to time a Portuguese expression between me and that everything I said again aif German to Portuguese echoed in my head. ... Very strange feeling).
When we in Lüneburg from the airport arrived, we lost no time I took, after a swing to the kebab man, just a quick shower and then went even go even to Semesterendparty in Vamos on the university campus, where I then also have another whole number of my people again, and from where we also only at 5 clock in the morning again came back. Can not even my Ausgehrhytmus from Brazil as quickly and easily take it off: o)
And on Saturday we went in the afternoon to Hamburg, where Paula and I then spent the afternoon, the night and early morning with Phil and so until the following morning at 9 clock back home eintrudelten, together with Philip, who preferred after the sleepless night, a nap in the 30 Lüneburg minutes away in my apartment instead of the 3 hour drive to make teaching in his own apartment. And so it was that I behergte at the same time 3 guests (Phil, Paula and Philipp). With this abundance of people, I also felt pretty good, somehow I was in Brazil because many people used to have me, I wonder if there indeed was living alone. But actually, I did actually not that much time in my Kitnet spent there.
I was very surprised by this Brazilian (!) Portuguese translation of the beginning of the poem "Spring lets its blue ribbon flutter again through the air" in the € Papa forecast to be found. Is not so common and were so very many translations into other languages, even in the passage.
Though it was 10 or 12 ° C but for someone who has been living at 25 to 33 degrees are also these very cold temperatures and getting used to.
Well, tomorrow Paula flies so back home and really get I think I only really on here and then and perhaps only if Phil is gone, then when here in my flat in my room and settle down and get used to it again to be, not as many people to to have me around ... I think it is hardly necessary to say in conclusion that it was definitely one of my best decisions in life, spending half of this year in Brazil, that has enriched me this scary time and that I will never forget this time. E de uma coisa
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