Memories of overseas

Heavenly wafting smells of 20 different bakeries upon exiting the apartment... playing in the snow & my first eer time seeing snowflakes (they look huge in cartoons & yet in real life are miniscule)... getting yelled at by an old lady in a stairwell because she thought we were stealing peoples identities... laughing at mistakes we made in the native language... getting goosebumps when an impromptu male choir sung things song, "can you hear the songs (sounds?) of the children"... sad farewells & joyous reunions at the train station... people who claimed to hate america yet wore american clothes & watched american movies & listened to american music... a bus driver who saved us late one night from a gang of muslim men... my first ever tan!!! (normally I burn then peel)... scary big buildings with bullet holes in the doors & burnt out cars on the side... a woman telling us she only wanted us to visit to give her money because her husband spent all their income drinking with his friends... a beautiful grey castle by a lake... a huge cadbury chocolate factory with a free samples room at the end of the tour (help yourself, yum!)... a huge water jet that shot up 100m into the air... a 7hr walking trip down the side of a mountain because we went to the top but misread the sign saying the bus only ran 1x/day on school holidays... crying because i was so frustrated with myself & everything that was going on... victorias secret purple love spell perfume that my friend used to wear all the time... getting asked if NZ was in america or africa... one person i met on a bus who knew the words "Kia Ora" that made me feel soo good... a knee high chess set in the park by where we lived... underground metros & how scared i was the first time I had to ride on one... miracle bread... angel days... guardians... cheese... a heat wave... freezing chills like I've never experienced in my life... people, good, bad, marvellous, cold, polite, passionate, funny, lovable, beloved. I miss them.