So my day started at 5 in the morning to get ready, and of course stressing out about forgetting stuff, which will happen anyways. My friend, Jeske, was the big sweetheart who was willing to drop me off at the train station at this early hour. Then it began, awake in the train, and of course forgot the fact that before 9 o´clock my discount card doesn't work, but my tired smile convinced them not giving me a fine. Then the whole flying and changing flights began. Had a stop in London, slept on the way there, then had a stop in Newark where it took hours and hours to get through customs. While standing in line I found it funny and almost surreal that there were huge pamphlets hanging and standing, which were saying that
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