Round 2

I arrive at the station, dragging my heavy suitcase behind me. I'm drained from energy, this was a long trip. I just want to find a bed and rest. There is no time to rest. I put my luggage into the car and off we go. They drive on the left. Always keep left.we arrive at my colleague's place , we eat , I call my family tell them I have arrived and I finally sleep

When I wake up in the morning I don't know where I am. Not in my bed. Everything is different. The sun is not shinning through the window. The room is still too bright. No shutters here.

I jump off the bed, I need to find a place to live quickly. I need to find a house I can call home.

It is a very tiring job to find a new " home". I run everywhere, i send many emails, call people go to appointments. I eat my fish and chips too fast and run to another appointment.

In the afternoon the sun starts to come up. I have another viewing. It is so hard to find something I'm starting to give up.

Then I sit at the peace garden , enjoying the warming sun. Unlike Reunion it's not burning my shoulders here.It is a beautiful day today. I sit here for hours talking to my friends.There is a festival and the music is starting.When it is sunny everybody is out.

Time flies, and the days are passing by so quickly. I still have no house. I lay on my bed when I suddenly receive a phone call. I have another viewing today.

I enter the house and I know, I know it's the perfect place, it is the place I can call home.

Welcome back to England.