Farewell & Adieu
Arriving breathless over 2 hours late, reality hits home.
For these three interns it would be the last time I would arrive late to their infamous intern parties. Rushing up the steps, Alex's living room is filled with people. So many hugs, but yet I can't even find any interns. About 15 mins into my arrival my phone begins to ring... Ole is calling. Scrambling through the groups of people, I see a projector. Images flashing of a year gone, and there stands 3 gorgeous interns. Marky, Alex and Ole.
Oh I will miss you three so much.
Marky always so relaxed, I will miss your delicious cooking and fantastic taste for wine.
Alex my "hilarious" German friend I will miss singing my favourite German song with you.
Ole with your Volvo, I will miss your "Perfect" Denmark.
One last party, all together.
The right music, and a perfect atmosphere.
Friends from all over, new and old.
We gather together to say goodbye.
Marky, beautiful as always. Your stories of home, pull me to Prague more and more each day.
Alex, I hope you enjoyed your inflatable girlfriend that evening, my apologies for telling everyone you smell.
And...Ole, the devil of the evening. You and Juha like little drunken girls giggling in the corner. Then the both of you found it absolutly hilarious to bodyslam Simone and I, then steal sleeping bags, all the while spreading rumours in German (yes I found out what you were saying).
Be good, Be well. This is not the end. Europe calls me. And I know I will see you all in the distant future.



