To be honest, I don't know how to start this, so let's just say I travelled a few months ago to Germany.
This journey was meant to improve my level in the language. At first, I took it as a duty more than as a pleasure trip, and, furthermore, it turned out to be as I expected. My father was the one who was really interested in the journey, so he talked to a friend of his and I stayed at his for a month. This man, whose name I'm not going to reveal, was really kind to me and helped me in any way possible. I was left in Mainz, a city which is near to Frankfurt. When I first heard that I was going to live in the basement, I jokingly said that it wasn't a bad place for a monster like me, hoping that he had been joking too. Sometimes I can't believe how stupid I am.
The first days weren't bad at all, I just learnt a bit of the language from The Man.
Next week adventures will be told in further posts.
Hope you enjoyed!
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