May I present: the shortest travel blog in the world

I haven't been in touch for a long time, and there's a pretty sad reason for that: I'm back in Germany. I will try to answer why and why so early.

The bad luck streak actually started when I moved from my Airbnb apartment to my shared flat. I got a room that was not only dilapidated but also smelled of smoke and had mold on the walls. The rest of the apartment looked similar, and the flatmates were not very open-minded. Of course, I know that I can't expect luxury, but I think you can agree with me when I say that the room wasn't worth 90 pounds a week.

Then it continued at school, right after I moved in, I had my first day at the language school. First, we had to take a placement test and were then divided into classes (in my case, this was the C1 class). Then a few people were introduced to us who were supposed to take care of our problems if any should arise. So I went to the person who takes care of the housing problems and told them everything. Long story short: I was told to talk to my landlord and solve my problems myself.

The third problem was work. On the same day, I had to ride my bike to my place of work and attend an introductory meeting. The hotel manager welcomed us there (there were 4 other teenagers starting to work at this hotel) and told us everything. It all sounded good until it came to working hours: 8:30 am to 1 pm, then a break and again from 5 pm to 11 pm (+ an hour by bike to my shared flat). Since these working hours were practically impossible, I asked if they could be arranged differently, for example, to arrange the working hours so that we can take the bus or be driven by colleagues - apparently, none of that was possible and was promptly rejected.

After all these problems, countless conversations with my parents followed, who were just as disappointed with my organization (Multikultur) as I was and had a different idea of how things would go. So I decided to only take a language course that takes place from Monday to Friday from 9 am to 3 pm. Although I was in the C1 class, the lessons were very basic and not very helpful for me to learn something new, but it was nice to talk to new people, and the teachers were also nice.

To come back to my shared flat problem: After many conversations that my parents had with the organization (without my parents, I wouldn't have been able to do it), I was offered a new room in a new apartment. There were many nice people there, and we got along really well and had a lot of fun. The house we lived in was big, and we had everything we needed. It's not exactly clean, but it's still manageable. There were also issues like having only one shower for 10 people or feeling like it's freezing in my room because of the drafty windows, but since all the flatmates were so nice, it was somehow bearable.

Since September 5th, I have been back in Neustadt. And because the text above was so negative, here are some beautiful photos from Bournemouth :)