Omg I'm so excited in few minutes I will meet my host family, right know I'm sitting in the bus with all the other exchange students on my way to Prescott. I have a lot of things in my head; How will be my host family? Is it true that all the Americans are fat and if this is the case is my host family also fat? Will I understand them or the most important question is will they understand me? All of these question are in my head. I look out of the window and see the wonderful landscape around me but I am too excited to enjoy the drive. Finally, we arrive in Prescott and see the school. My heart goes faster and faster. Somebody open the door and we can see our host families at the other side of the street. We all talk for a little while before we go out of the bus and to our host families. I'm afraid and the thought are again in my mind. Luckily I was not alone, because Ina, a girl from Germany, was also in my host family. Ina and I see a plaque with our names and go to this sign. Our host sister Mia, her parents and her best friend are standing there and introduce themselves. I say Goodbye to my friends and the adventure America starts We drive to the house of my host family, the house is 30 seconds away from the school and I ask myself why we are not working to the house? In Germany we would make!! We are standing in front of the house. The house is pink, not really my favorite color but I think it has style. Mia shows me my room and I love my new room for the next three weeks. After that he shows me the rest of the house, it's not a very big house but very familiar and I feel good in this house like home. My host family is awesome and I loved them from the beginning. They are so nice and take care of us ,but we are so tired and I'm still a little bit afraid because of my english, that is the reason that I didn't talk so much at this day. It is nine o'clock and I'm going to bed and will see what I can see tomorrow here in America. The next day we have to wake up at 6.30 am and I'm soo tired. At the breakfast I see a man, that I don't know and got first a shock. But he is very nice and talks with me, his name is Brad even if he is not my real host dad for me he is like my host dad. Now we could eat breakfast pancakes with syrup and I'm super hungry, almost starving. Even I'm so hungry I only eat one pancake because I'm not use to eat to breakfast very sweet things. The next thing is, that we getting ready for school. At 7.35 I was done and ready for school but of course we have to wait for the girls. After 5 minutes Brad starts talking with me and tells me what we are going to do today. I like this host family a lot and I'm impressed how this family deals with each other.
