"Its ok, we've found you now"
Mood:  blue
Topic: Second Host Family
The exchange students returned from London around 1:30 in the morning on the 6th which is a ...Thursday? yeah. But we were still on vacation until the 10th so it was fine. (we were supposed to get back late on the 5th...but anyways) Adriana's mom came to the train station to pick us up and I stayed the night at her house. The next day I dragged Adriana to the Dor's house with me to help me pack all of my things and the next day I was moved in to my second host family. That was Friday, that I was switched. (still on vacation) It is much smaller than the Dor's house. I don't get my own room, I must share with Justine, who is the same age as me. My bed is a little makeshift mattress that I have to pull out from under Jasmine's bed every night and put back the next morning. I don't mind at all. Don't think I'm bitching, I love this family right to death, they are soo nice to me and even though my host mom is nervous, at least she isn't nervous with me. She doesn't work as in leaves the house every day and gets a regular salary, but she does enough work right at home. The house is spotless and the fridge is always stocked. "Je suis tres content ici" -I am very happy here. But because my new family lives in Herstal (which is a long ways from my old neighborhood) if I want to continue to go to my school and see my friends here in Jupille, I must wake up at 6 (like at hoooooome) and take 2 different buses to get to school, then I arrive a half an hour early, but I can't take any later bus because they have a schedule conflict. *sigh*

I have a very real fear of the buses here... It is not pretty. They make me nervous. I get lost... constantly!! Today is Tuesday and vacation officially ended on Monday but Monday morning my host mom brought me to school so I didn't have to bother with the bus situation. But to return home after school I had a slight problem. I got lost and didn't know when to get off the bus so I just randomly chose a place and guess what... it was the wrong one! And with my luck, I chose a place that was in the middle of a black out. I couldn't tell the difference between street and sidewalk until a car would go by and I had to jump out of the way so I didn't get hit. I still don't have a GSM (cellphone) so I had no way to call my family and I didn't want to knock on anyone's door because there were no lights so I thought everyone must be sleeping!! To top it all off, some guy with a really bad limp came out of the middle of nowheres and started trying to chase down cars, holding his hands out and yelling and cursing that he needed help (all in french of coarse... I didn't want to get involved) I was cold, lost, crying and it was just a mess. All of a sudden I hear someone say in a small voice: Tracy?? Oh god, I didn't think it could get any worse, but now I'm hallucinating!!! (But it was Yasmine, the older of my two host sisters.) She had come looking for me! :)

When we arrived home I was still a little shook up and she hugged me and said, "Its ok, we've found you now."

I love my host family. :)