It was Saturday the 12^th ,when the members of our Englisch-LK came together to have the best trip ever.

We met at 8 o’clock in the evening and our coach driver till Brussels, was Henning (the’real’ one).

After 10 seconds of driving Jakob remembered that he had left his report on the roof of his car. The whole course was laughing, but nobody knew that this should not be the last near-catastrophe that evening. Our start had been about 2 hours before, when Mr. Günther asked for the third time if everybody had his ID-Card. I was shocked when I realized that my purse was not in my pocket. No ID-Card means no admittance to England. We searched for more than 1000 hours - so it seemed to me - until Tuba found my purse under my seat. My trip was saved. Otherwise I would have had to leave my course in Brussels and drive back to Bergneustadt with Henning. We arrived at Brussels and our coach driver Henning changed with Mrs. Spahn. But at this moment nobody knew that we got one of the best coach drivers in the whole wide world. She was the coach driver of our hearts and she drove the coach like Michael Schumacher does his Ferrari.
Everybody who thinks that the weather in Germany is bad, should visit Calais. There we got an impression of really bad weather. There was a storm with the power to move a million windmills at the same time. There were no raindrops, there were rainbombs. But this not be an obstacle for some of us to smoke their beloved cigarettes outside. The ferry trip was more like a ride on a rollercoaster and about 4 or 5 of our gents went to the top platform of the ship to get some fresh air out there. The next destination after our arrival in Britain were the Avebury Rings. 
For an easier comprehension I will try to explain, how you should imagine the Avebury Rings or any other sight of Britain. Take a meadow and put some big stones in it....
This is the easiest way to explain British sights. Wherever you look, you will see stones.
Later that day we arrived at the Sunnyside Camp in Newquay. And what was our first impression??? Where is the ocean? Is this a dump or a camp? Everybody was a bit disappointed. Only the sunshine helped us not to kill ourselves.

Monday, the 14^th

Not all of us ‘survived’ the first night in the tents and on the first morning at Sunnyside nearly everybody was rather tired. After a little time to get awake we met Henning – for the sake of simplicity we had kept name of our first coach driver - with the coach in the front of our camp. Our destination was Truro and there we visited Truro Cathedral. When Janina had finished her speech everybody could discover the city on their own. Some of us used this chance to try Fish’n Chips, and we think that this British Speciality does not taste as bad as everybody says. Then we went to Falmouth, a very nice place on the south coast. Here most of us sat down at the coast und just chilled. 
Our evening programme was very simple and it was the same every day. We just sat together with our English friends , which were our direct neighbours. They called themselves the "Cripple Crew " because they were so crazy. So we sat together every evening and drank a little bit of alcohol........ ;-)
 

Tuesday, the 15^th

Tuesday was a very nice and sunny day and we visited the Tate Gallery in St. Ives. Do you think that watching pictures of boring people is the most interesting thing in the world? Most of our group did not and so we tried to examine each of the compulsory pictures as fast as we could, so that we could chill on the leather couches. Mr. Günther gave us the task to search for three pictures and think about them. And after we had finished this, we could go to the beach, which lies only 20 metres from the gallery. It was 5 minutes that we had sat down on the beach when the rest of our course arrived. This beach was really the beach of our dreams because there was white sand and blue water. Some of us put on their bathing costumes and ran into the water. The rest chilled in the sand or took a little walk along the beach. But the beach was so nice that we forgot the hardest way in the world, the way back to the coach (by the way, on Thursday we were to really recognize what it means to walk the hardest way in the world ). Sadi, Alexander and I were not able to find the right way until we met some of our mates. So everybody arrived at Henning’s coach exhausted but satisfied.
In the evening we got to know real British weather. Rain, rain, rain...It rained cats and dogs the whole night. But this was not new for us because everbody knows our "Oberbergisches Einheitswetter" :-)

Wednesday, the 16^th

On Wednesday we visited Bodmin Moor. If you hear the name Bodmin Moor you should imagine a very big meadow, which is full of animal ‘shit’. Really, there was no piece of ground without any shit. Some said: "Disgusting", but others said: "Hmmmm, smells like good old Germany!" Mr. Günther showed us the most interesting thing of this moor: MOSS 
And everybody who knows these damn crazy people from our ‘stage’ and course would not be surprised if I say that some (I don’t want to mention any names) had the idea to smoke a bit of the moss...
Later we walked around the coast to Polperro where we had sun and rain and two ‘stoned’ people, who had smoked moss ;-) .
In the evening we had our usual little private party in the Pool Bar together with the Cripple Crew. 

Thursday, the 17^th

Today we had the walk of hell. We visited Tintagel Castle, a large ruin. This castle was built on the top of the cliff coast and if you look over the walls, you can see the ocean about 5o metres below.
Then we had a picnic, which was organized by Fritzi, Alexander and Mrs. Buchberger, on the top of a cliff. Thousands of Donuts and Muffins, but also bread, sliced cold sausage and cheese and the most important thing in the world: mustard, all this was waiting for us. 
Then we started the walk of hell. Our teachers said, that we would have to walk only 2 or 3 km. In the end it were 7 km, but we had the feeling that we had walked 70 km. We walked along the coast and the coastal path went up and down, up and down. It took 100 minutes to the place where Henning was waiting for us in Boscastle. We had never thought that it would be so nice to see our Henning. Later in the coach we heard the speech of Alexander and BAHKEY (sorry, Becky) about Bude and British seaside resorts. Everybody was exhausted and so nearly everybody fell asleep. Our next destination was Bude and there we had really f***ing bad weather. Mr. Günther wanted to look at stones at the beach but 3 of us left the group and walked back to the coach. All our clothes were wet and nearly everybody was angry, even Henning!!! 
Because that this was our last evening at the Sunnyside Camp we all wanted to drink the rest af all the alcohol we had and a lot of cider, which we had bought there, so a lot of our mates got drunk. 

Friday, the 18^th

Friday was our last day in Newquay. The Sunnyside Organization Team had allowed us to stay until 12 o’clock, so everybody could sleep long. When we woke up, we started to pack our clothes and take down our tents. We all forgot the bad weather of the day before when the sun came out and it became so hot, that we had to take off our pullovers. 
Then we left the Sunnyside Camp and drove to Newquay. There we got the chance to chill at the beach, do the last shopping or just stay in the city and sit somewhere. The weather was beautiful the whole day. In the evening we went bowling and Janina was the winner. This was really a nice end of our England tour and at 10 o’clock at night we started our trip back home. Everybody was so tired, that we all fell asleep almost instantly. On the next day we arrived at Bergneustadt between 3 and 4 o’clock in the afternoon. Now we realized that our trip had already finished. In the end I want to say : 
 
 

(Benjamin Zetzsche)