
By Sofie Thygesen

Good bye Husein betto
It is 6.30 in the morning. My eyes refuse to open. I can still taste the orange flavor from yesterday’s shisha-reunion. I have to get up now. We have a big day ahead of us. I decide to crawl out of bed, somehow I manage to drag myself all the way down to breakfast, where I realize, to my big frustration, that we have run out of coffee. Luckily I was too tired to make a fuzz out of it. A few seconds later I forget all about my coffee-frustration, because a very important person for all of us enters into the room, Hussein. He is leaving us today. We all try to keep the mood high, make jokes and laugh like the spirit of Hussein. Breakfast is over way to soon, and suddenly we all have to say goodbye to Hussein. With his laughter and smiling departure he reminds us all of the most important thing about MEXP, to enjoy the moment.
As depressed zombies we squeeze into the bus, and all of us fall asleep right away. We are finally on our way to Madaba, new city and new participants. When we wake up again we are in Madaba. To our big surprise, because of the bumpy roads and our chauffeur that is convinced that he is immortal, we realize that we have flipped through the air and changed seats.
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