Sun here time flies a little bit. It occurs to me again, in view of what it is assiert in the past 10 days p .
First, I am the last Saturday of the reputation of a relatively experienced hostess complied s and
ha be some volunteers z u a party in my Soviet Flat Elektrinai in which I officially been last weekend have renamed in Electro-City invited. Okay, 
en we tell you, it is quite scary when you a English volunteer named Raymon three hours before calling party begins. Until that moment I knew not the namely Raymon. He let me know but that he and even the 10 other 
EVS volunteers already in Elekro-City are in a bar and wait on us, we were all still in Vilnius and also so wanted with 15 volunteers in my apartment. Lala, I've then horror scenarios of an absolute all-you-can-destroy-party in my flat now fond of Soviet painted. Was then, however, e ines taught better. At nine are so about 25 
people from all over the world (with the possibility exotics like someone from Azerbaijan, and Ramzi from the Gaza Strip) in my Where DRAWINGS. From my empty living room, they make a pick-nick Place, in the kitchen keeps to itself about the respective EVS-projects and all have brought what to eat and drink with . At some point we make a great massage transform circuit and a dance floor in my hallway. Up to four, we play salsa Something and other European music. Since nn are all tired, lie down just to where they have to just dance and will make for the most part already in the morning at ten as of the dust. Okay, apart from Ramzi from Gaza and a few others from Vilnius. Ramzi is so friendly and defines a 'wake up' music, he insists, in his National Songs. Unfortunately, in the time loop. When I ask him to hang up gonna be a different album, it's so good and plays alternately "Dancing Queen" and "Thank you for the music" by ABBA. I give up and say goodbye to all Partygaesten shortly before twelve. It should be emphasized, perhaps, is that not a single neighbor in my panel (and I live on the fifth floor and the whole thing has just 60 apartments) and complains that the tidying up of the party took only a wimpy 60 minutes. Wiederholungswuerdig So, even if not every weekend ...
the work week was for me then only from Monday because of the on-arrival training. But on Monday the first time with a small test in Lithuanian course . Announced course on Sunday and I had really learned yet. With success, for the test result, there was praise from my first voice teacher Gintare. ACOR. This inspired me at work on Monday and then to attempt the whole thing in Lithuanian. Even worked sometimes.
On Tuesday it was then Jovariske , a village in the vicinity of Trakai. Besides, Lithuania from the picture book, I have long not seen in something so idyllic . The seminar house was then again the coronation. Holzarchitekur with large windows and furnace. Madness. The On Arrival-Seminar was then qualitatively really good. The coaches have with my opinion, very good practice and act much taught to volunteer life in the general one to Lithuanian culture and to our situation as a volunteer at the beginning of the service and I found the whole thing very productive. Additionally, the seminar showed me one more time different perspective on my project and my work and I will use as much of it at work. The evening program was always very nice. The first night we have a nice walk in the woods in the pitch black jungle Lithuanian made. I have not seen anything. And then have had a group are also looking for the other under the guidance of the seminar house owner. So I squat for half an hour of nowhere with a Turk, a Macedonian, an Austrian woman and a Portuguese and will - Nauter - not found. Then it starts to rain also still on. I'm really a lover of nature, but that was me then a little bit too much. UN evenings with folk dances from the different Countries of the seminar participants and a sauna evening made the whole thing pretty perfect and I have yet many can make new contacts or my Partygaeste from the previous Saturday can meet again :-)
First, I am the last Saturday of the reputation of a relatively experienced hostess complied s and
ha be some volunteers z u a party in my Soviet Flat Elektrinai in which I officially been last weekend have renamed in Electro-City invited. Okay, 
en we tell you, it is quite scary when you a English volunteer named Raymon three hours before calling party begins. Until that moment I knew not the namely Raymon. He let me know but that he and even the 10 other 
EVS volunteers already in Elekro-City are in a bar and wait on us, we were all still in Vilnius and also so wanted with 15 volunteers in my apartment. Lala, I've then horror scenarios of an absolute all-you-can-destroy-party in my flat now fond of Soviet painted. Was then, however, e ines taught better. At nine are so about 25 
people from all over the world (with the possibility exotics like someone from Azerbaijan, and Ramzi from the Gaza Strip) in my Where DRAWINGS. From my empty living room, they make a pick-nick Place, in the kitchen keeps to itself about the respective EVS-projects and all have brought what to eat and drink with . At some point we make a great massage transform circuit and a dance floor in my hallway. Up to four, we play salsa Something and other European music. Since nn are all tired, lie down just to where they have to just dance and will make for the most part already in the morning at ten as of the dust. Okay, apart from Ramzi from Gaza and a few others from Vilnius. Ramzi is so friendly and defines a 'wake up' music, he insists, in his National Songs. Unfortunately, in the time loop. When I ask him to hang up gonna be a different album, it's so good and plays alternately "Dancing Queen" and "Thank you for the music" by ABBA. I give up and say goodbye to all Partygaesten shortly before twelve. It should be emphasized, perhaps, is that not a single neighbor in my panel (and I live on the fifth floor and the whole thing has just 60 apartments) and complains that the tidying up of the party took only a wimpy 60 minutes. Wiederholungswuerdig So, even if not every weekend ... the work week was for me then only from Monday because of the on-arrival training. But on Monday the first time with a small test in Lithuanian course . Announced course on Sunday and I had really learned yet. With success, for the test result, there was praise from my first voice teacher Gintare. ACOR. This inspired me at work on Monday and then to attempt the whole thing in Lithuanian. Even worked sometimes.
On Tuesday it was then Jovariske , a village in the vicinity of Trakai. Besides, Lithuania from the picture book, I have long not seen in something so idyllic . The seminar house was then again the coronation. Holzarchitekur with large windows and furnace. Madness. The On Arrival-Seminar was then qualitatively really good. The coaches have with my opinion, very good practice and act much taught to volunteer life in the general one to Lithuanian culture and to our situation as a volunteer at the beginning of the service and I found the whole thing very productive. Additionally, the seminar showed me one more time different perspective on my project and my work and I will use as much of it at work. The evening program was always very nice. The first night we have a nice walk in the woods in the pitch black jungle Lithuanian made. I have not seen anything. And then have had a group are also looking for the other under the guidance of the seminar house owner. So I squat for half an hour of nowhere with a Turk, a Macedonian, an Austrian woman and a Portuguese and will - Nauter - not found. Then it starts to rain also still on. I'm really a lover of nature, but that was me then a little bit too much. UN evenings with folk dances from the different Countries of the seminar participants and a sauna evening made the whole thing pretty perfect and I have yet many can make new contacts or my Partygaeste from the previous Saturday can meet again :-)
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