I'm a day late, according to my phone, which informs me that today is the 16th of July. I was meant to blog on Sunday, which was the 15th. I warn you, I may be late 3 weeks from now, as well. That will be Sunday the 5th of August, and I will be ... in Denmark, I think. I may be in the Faroes by then but I'm not sure when my arrivals camp ends. We shall find out, anyway.

I'm a day late because last night I attended my last AFS Chapter meeting. I had my last orientation with Pam and received my backpack and spoke in Danish in front of the chapter and everyone thought it was pretty good because They Don't Speak Danish. That was OK.
But anyway, it was weird because my very first chapter meeting was the AFS Birthday Dinner, and the students leaving mid year 2006 received their backpacks. And here I am, exactly a year later, and I'm in their shoes just like I had hoped to be.

Do not ask me if I am excited, nervous or scared. I'm not. I feel nothing but curiosity with regard to my exchange and I find that really odd. It will come, I suppose, when I'm sitting in Copenhagen at an arrivals camp with 180 other students and thinking that just two days ago, I was in Warkworth, but I won't see it again for an entire year.
I am really looking forward to meeting my host family, because they sound amazing, and so do the Faroe Islands. I'm looking forward to it, sure, but excitement ... no, there's none of that.

I can't figure out what day I start school because my school website is all in Faroese and I can understand very little of it despite a fair grounding in basic Danish ... o dear. But in case anybody was interested, this is the wesbite of the school I will be attending:
http://www.hoydalar.fo/
Its called Føroya Studentaskúli og HF-skeið. I don't know what it means either, except that HF is some sort of address thing, og means and, and Føroya is The Faroe Islands.
There are class photos on there and everything, its really quite entertaining! I will be in the next set!!!

Today is my third to last Sunday in the country. Next Sunday I will be recovering from the ball (and the afterparty) and thankfully not going to work. That is Sunday the 22nd of July. Then there's Sunday the 29th, and hopefully I will be recovering from an equally good leaving party. I live in hope!

And after that ... Europe, for me!