It is a very very old @bloghomework, but I just have to write about it. I can't not to share. @missy @rambo @lyxzen thank you for this topic! So, my favorite place I've traveled to is....
The United States, Minnesota, I MISS YOU SO MUCH! I was so lucky to come there as an exchange student in 2009. At first, when I found out I was going to MN, I was sad, because it's not a famous state. I was thinking California, Florida...but not Minnesota. I had to actually google where the state was. But as soon as I arrived I fell in love, I felt at home. People! It seems that only the best people live there! Wherever I went I was greeted with the warmest smile and the nicest "hey, how are you?". I was not used to that, people in Russia never do that when they don't know you. But here...I even had a little experiment: while going to another city with my friend I waved to every driver on the way and every single one of them waved back and smiled!
School! I was told people would make fun of me, but that never happened! I immediately made millions of friends in every class! And schools are so different. In Russia we had to wear uniforms all the time, but in the US people are given points for dressing up on different occasions! Here's our Halloween photo with other exchange students. We were having a BLAST attending classes dressed like that. Once we had a celebrity day and I was dressed as MJ! Check that out!
I also was so lucky to go to Three Days Grace concert (I loved them back than) and my friend bought me this T-Shirt and never told me about it and gave it to me at the very end of the SHOW! I was sooo happy! The dream came true!
Holidays! Of course! It was my first ever Thanksgiving (we do not celebrate it in Russia), I stuffed my first Turkey ever (that felt so gross by the way, I had to put my arm all the way inside it) and I have never been so full in my entire life. And Christmas. My first ever Christmas. It's magical in the US! You wake up, you understand, that magic is all around you. People do enormous job decorating their houses. I could walk around town for hours just looking at it with my eyes and mouth wide open.
There were many first ever things. One of them was PROM. It was my first ever and unfortunately my last ever. I was confused, I didn't know traditions, I almost didn't go, because I didn't know I had to find somebody to go with! I will write the story about my PROM in another blog, because it deserves to be in a separate one. I'll just leave a picture here. That day I though I was dreaming, I couldn't realise everything was actually happening to me.
I've been to many great places. But I never felt as welcomed as loved as free as beautiful as I did in America! I want to come back so badly! People who live there, thank you for making your country so awesome and outstanding! I hope I can come back soon enough. Meanwhile, I love you with all my heart!