The story of Marta in London


I confess that when I arrived in England I was quite worried.

I was wondering around with my two big suitcases in a little town named Isleworth to find my host family’s house. I got lost twice, but at the end I reached the right neighborhood exactly when my host mum and her kids were coming home.

We met on the door and I felt immediately at ease. The house was very comfortable and they were all very kind.

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