

It's already Thursday and I still could not get used to the hours of Germany. That sooner rather than throw me, waking up every morning at 5:30 the morning of Portugal is too much for me. However, I would not trade it even for two hours of sleep love what we do so little these days, but so full of fun activities and so different. I'm home from eighth grader named Kevin. Portuguese family has a small, but very friendly and welcoming. This morning after we arrived at the school, reunirmonos as is normal in a room. I was there that tevemos a brief introduction to what we were going to do during the day. We also had an explanation of Prof. Peter Picoito on the Second World War and after a lot of fun and great conversations we set the path. This time we visit the most "chic" which I think is the most beautiful city. We went by coach which gave the optimal menod Tues umja impression that part of Hamburg. For me and I'm sure by Professor Susanne also not cared to have anything there at least three houses! Immediately after the lunch, we visited some houses that had been built in the 17th century having survived the great fire and the World Wars. I thought these houses very funny, but I did not like living there because they were very wee! On this tour there were also some girls (who better not mention names) who insisted on buying some souvenirs. Not only for the family, but mostly for themselves. Already after classes are over and many have gone to their homes, Mariana PG, the Beatrix P. and I went for a stroll through the city.

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