Second impressions about this Manchester trip

Well… I’ve been here for four weeks now. Time to write about my second impressions.

First of all, I’m running out of time and I still don’t want to go back home. I think I could live this life forever! Of course that in all places on Earth (probably even in hell, side-by-side with the devil in person) it would be nicer just to study, expend money, drink and have fun, than go to work everyday for eight hours (plus one hour each way to get to and from work, the stress and stuff like that…). But, anyway, that’s life! And I’m not rich so, if I want to travel again, I’ll have to work for it.

By the way, knowing that I paid for my entire trip, with the money from my work, is something else. Gives you this good sensation of being the owner of your own life.

Ok. Manchester. Now the days are getting darker. And it was really interesting for me to notice that it truly affects people. I wasn’t expecting that to be shown so clearly but since it starter do get dark sooner, really fun and excited people seemed to get blue, down and without energy. It happened almost on the same day! I don’t know if it was just my imagination but I can swear that I noticed it.

I haven’t had the time to do and see all that I wanted. That’s sad. I probably won’t be able to go to London!!! Can you imagine that?! Being in the UK and not going to London? Anyway, I’ll just work hard to convince my-self that this fact will give me a reason to come back here.

Another thing: Here, people are always going back home. In the last two weeks, many friends returned home. I miss then. Incredibly, for the first time in my life, I can understand people from Big Brother TV show. I don’t watch it. Just don’t! Er… Actually, only when people start to fight to the death. On these particular moments I take a quick look. But, as I was saying, now I can understand how you can become attached to people so rapidly and miss them for real. I hope we can stay in touch.

Humm… That reminds me. I would like to have had the chance to make friends from here, from Manchester. It would be nice not just to practice my English (that’s a massively good reason) but to have some real connection to this place. To have a reason to want to come back here (to Manchester, not just to the UK, I mean). I’m saying this because, at the moment, all that I have from here are my experiences, feelings and sensation about the place (the streets, pubs, supermarkets, buildings) but I don’t have any strong connection with someone from here. All my friends are foreigners as I am. If I want to see them again, I’ll go their countries, not here. But, to foreigners it is always hard to know people from the place if you’re not inserted in some space which is part of the local society. I mean, we all came to study in a school only for foreigners, which came here to learn English. We’re not in, for an example, a university, that would have a mix of locals and outsiders.