They are my friends!

Porque cada vez que oigo esta canción me acuerdo de mi último día en Zwolle, de camino al centro con Rubén, para enviar la caja con las cosas de Chabe, cantandola mientras ibamos en bici, y pensando en todos los amigos increibles que habia hecho durante el erasmus, lo que sentía por ellos y el poco tiempo que me quedaba estando con ellos en Zwolle. Grácias por este buen recuerdo rubencillo! Y gracias a todos por estos cinco meses increibles... sois mis amigos! You're my friends!

Marta me llamó a las 6 hora española sólo para hablar, sólo se sentía sola porque Sebas se marchó de nuevo a Buenos Aires el dinero se acabó ya no hay sitio para nadie Dónde empieza y dónde acabará el destino que nos une y que nos separará Yo estoy sola en el hotel estoy viendo amanecer Santiago de Chile se despierta ante montañas Aguirre toca la guitarra en la 304 un gato rebelde que anda medio enamorao de la señorita Rock'n'roll aunque no lo ha confesado eso lo sé yo Son mis amigos en la calle pasábamos las horas Son mis amigos Por encima de todas las cosas Carlos me contó que a su hermana Isabel la echaron del trabajo sin saber por qué no le dieron ni las gracias porque estaba sin contrato aquella misma tarde fuimos a celebrarlo ya no tendrás que soportar al imbécil de tu jefe ni un minuto más Son mis amigos en la calle pasábamos las horas Son mis amigos Por encima de todas las cosas Lidia fue a vivir a Barcelona y hoy ha venido a mi memoria Claudia tuvo un hijo y de Guille y los demás ya no se nada Son mis amigos en la calle pasábamos las horas Son mis amigos Por encima de todas las cosas Son mis amigos en la calle pasábamos las horas Son mis amigos Por encima de todas las cosas Son mis amigos

Marta called me at six spanish hour only for speaking, only she was feeling alone because Sebas went away again to Buenos Aires the money finished there's already no place for anybody Where does it begin and where will it finish the destiny that unites us and what will separate us I'm alone in the hotel I'm whaching the sun rising Santiago de Chile wakes up between mountains Aguirre plays the gitar in the 304 a rebel cat walks half in love of Miss Rock'n'roll although she haven't confesed it I know it They are my friends in the street we passed the hours They are my friends above all the things Carlos told me that to her sister Isabel they have fired her from the work without knowing why they didn't give her neither the thank you because she was without contract that same afternoon we went to celebrate it you won't have to stand the imbecile of your boss neither one minute more they are my friends in the street we were passing the hours they are my friends above all the things Lidia came to live in Barcelona and today it has comed to my memory Claudia had a son and about Guille and the rest I don't know anything They are my friends in the street passed the hours they are my friends above all the things They are my friends in the street passed the hours they are my friends above all the things They are my friends

my goodbye... our goodbye

Ana and me went together to Amsterdam the same day to take the plane to Spain. Each one to a different place, Ana to Madrid and me to Barcelona. Barcelona... Barcelona... it sounds weird to me... I didn't know what I was going to find there, how was I going to feel... what about was I going to speak with my family and friends? were they going to understand me? I was not stressed at all: "we will see..." I was thinking.

The night before was so quiet, but nice at the same time, all together, having dinner and speaking... Itamar showing the room to the next erasmus people from las Palmas, with the webcam (and Rubén writting "cocina" and "amigo que pelo" thousands of times ;)).

In the morning, taking everything from the walls of the room, and at the end, taking the baggage and saying goodbye (with the stressed moment of the taxi... it was 15 min. late). It was sad to say goodbye but not as sad as before. Ana and me were amazed, we thought it was going to be much more hard, but I think we were crying and being sad during the whole last week, so we didn't drink water enought for crying more ;) nono, seriously, I think we assumed the fact we were leaving, and all the time we were crying for all the people that was leaving, we were crying also for us, and because we didn't want to leave that.

Anyway, we will miss everybody. And the people that still remained there was so good (now everybody is in his own place) and we will miss them all.

I think I have known really special people, and I'm very lucky for knowing this kind of good people. But I will leave the conlusions for another post... You will have to wait ^^

Big kisses and tot ziens!!

(mír)

Goodbye week :(

Good bye week. Sad week. crying week...The last week. It's all the same. With the goodbye of Alejandra, almost everybody began to say goodbye.

Next day, Cristiana and Adriano, buaaaaaaaa :( Carrica people far away from leliestraat.
The following days, a little bit of breath, nobody was leaving so we could reestablish our lifes. During the week, Johan and Fabrice left and saturday early morning Ockie and Otman... Very sad goodbyes, very nice people.

But saturday, last night for a lot of people, all the belgium girls: Sandrine, Flore, Claudia, Sophie... Sunday morning (like Lou Reed said...) was a very sad one. Each hour one of them was leaving... we were going to miss them all.

And tuesday morning... Chabe and Martín. So hard. All the night together and in the early morning, they took the train to Amsterdam, a very difficult goodbye, they almost loose the train, we couldn't say them goodbye in a good way.

Very sad goodbyes for a very nice people... it's hard to thing that we will not meet for a long time with some of them.

At the same time, all of this week, we were thinking about the fact of leaving Zwolle and leaving all our erasmus life, the bike, the enviroment, the city, ... So hard. Time was comming also, till the end, the same way it was comming when for the counting down for going there. That's life :)

tot ziens!