83 days, nearly 12 weeks ,more than 2 and a half months since I first arrived to Canada and honestly it feels like 2 weeks. The first three weeks I spent to go on a road trip with my family through BC. We startet in Vancouver and drove the way up to Bella Coola, from there we took the ferry to Port Hardy and saw some more places on the island until my parents dropped me off here. I remember saying to all my friends that 3 months, so the time until I first come back, are going to be over really fast but I could never have imagined how fast. The time I spend here already changed me a bit and I discovered things about me, good and also not so good ones, which I don’t think I would have discovered if I stayed at home. If I’m being honest I am looking forward to flying home just because I want to see my family and friends and because I also miss my culture. I really like being here but sometimes you just want something you are used to. Even tough the dorm and the people are becoming more and more like home for me I don’t think that anything could ever feel like cooking with your parents or laughing with your brother about an unfunny inside joke or sitting in your favorite cafe with your best friend.