Never been looked at like a foreigner before. Walking around I get looks as if I'm from a foreign country- the same look that must be on my face when I see someone from somewhere else back home- but I AM the foreigner. It's an odd feeling; no familiar faces, no familiar places. The food is different; the money is different; the customs are different but oddly they are all familiar. For the first six days I didn't or couldn't comprehend that I was actually about to be living in Europe. I had never given much thought to visiting Europe, it was always one of those fantasies that one has but only imagines the sights. For both those who have been to Europe and those who haven't, you know what I mean. My impressions of Europe
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