09.11.12.

So Friday was our last day of school in Bristol, which of course made us pretty sad. We didn't go to our lecture class, since we had to talk to some dude at the activities office, but we of course went to our General English class, where our favourite teacher was.

Our topic that week had been music and our teacher had prepared a small quiz about modern music and we had to answer the questions in pairs, Cille and I were together.
Now, he knew that we were the experts on music in that class, and in the end of the quiz we were the group with most correct answers. What we didn't expect was that he pulled out two small trophies out of his bag and handed them to us.

We also got our certificates that day, and said goodbye to everyone. It was actually pretty sad, and to be honest we didn't want to leave the school. We wanted to stay, and trust me, if we had the money, we would still be there.

But eventually we left and went to get some lunch at a Mexican restaurant. I tell you, burritos are great! After a while of walking around in the city and shopping some more (oops), we went back home to chill and get ready for the party later that evening.

That party was really awesome! We went to a club called Walkabout, and we partied hard with all our friends. And I was hammered, like really, it was so much fun! We took these shots that tasted kinda like soda - except one that tasted awful, like marzipan. Those and a couple of Vodka RedBull made sure that I was completely wankered at the time where the club closed.

We were outside and didn't feel like going home at all, so we went to Stokes Croft, because Cille needed cigarettes and we ended up outside a pizzaria, with a box of chips in hands, talking to some random dudes we ran into - who for some reason knew one of our friends. We spent a while talking to them and came back home at 7 in the morning.

All in all a great day and night. And of course the trip itself was super awesome - I'd like to repeat that. And we're going to, since we're planning to go back again next summer, of course just for holidays. But we're probably joined by Selma and Emma. And I just really can't wait!

Me, Cille and some of our friends from EF.

First day in Bristol.

So today was very interesting. We were an hour late for our first day of school, because we were told to get off the bus at the last stop, but we had to get off much earlier, which we fortunately realised before we came to the last stop.
But fortunately it didn't matter because it was all just intro. We got sorted out in different classes with others who are at the same level as we are. Cille and I are on the highest level, which basically means that our English is almost or just as good as a native British person's English.

We walked around in the city with the other students who started today (and a teacher whose accent was awful), and Cille and I had lunch at McD, because we didn't have time to go all the way back to Nando's. 
Some days we meet at 9am and are off at 11.55am, but other days we meet at noon and are off again at 17.10 or something. The school has different activities, even parties for people over 18. We have to wear a bracelet all the time when we're in school, and also at the activities, so they can see how old we are.

Tomorrow we're off at 11.55 and we'll probably go eat at Nando's and then walk around to look at a few shops (including Lush and Primark)!

Whilst walking around I took some photos with my iPhone, because I forgot my camera back home in Stockwood.