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The waiting on Thursday had an end at 6pm. A familiar voice shouting "Markuuus" and "Philiiip" outside instead of ringing the door bell indicated that our little Gema had arrived. We spend the whole evening with talking and being happy she made this incredible trip to Sundsvall.
I stood up today at half past 9. I woke up Gema when I tried to close the door to the living room, because I wanted to make tea in the kitchen. We spent half of the day talking about old an new times in the kitchen. I learned for example that the spanish "j" is not spoken as in English, German or Swedish. Good to know after ten month. It gives totally new aspects to the MSN-conversations we had.
Later we studied for a while. I wrote my last critic about one of the articles. And in the evening Gema, Ata, Solene and I went for a walk to the lake upstream the river. It was beautiful weather and Gema has never been at the lake during her erasmus time before, so it was even nicer for her. A few pictures from the trip can be viewed at my Picasa-album.
In the evening Phil, Ulrich, Gema and I went to Skeppsbrokällaren, drank a beer and got home wet from the rain at 2am. Tomorrow we will stand up at 10 and go to the canoe race at the river next to the university. Because of the weather I am really happy I did not join the Höga Kusten trip. I would not have enjoyed tenting in the rain. And I would not have spend so much time with Gema.
Gema at the Lake

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