Inspired by Martina I scanned the pictures of my first trip to the USA. That was in 1996 and I went to Falmouth, MA with my school. I had a wonderful time, and I felt at home there. Leaving that place was one of the hardest things i had to do in my life.

I wish I’d still be in contact with my “family” but somehow we lost sight of each other and now I can’t find them anymore. 🙁