The first week of short bachelor tourism was nothing but chaos, panic and wondering what we had done to ourselves again. It was like the first time being thrown into the deep, but without swimming bands. Blub, blub, blub... that's how it really happened. By week six, we had everything in our hands and we could follow something or something without panicking during class. We had endured the turbulent waters and cruel hurricanes, this area we had successfully conquered. Yar Har, you are a pirate. Mission accomplished! But still I like to discuss how the week went on with a song: The Cure — Friday I'm in Love.

I don't care if...

Monday was anything but “blue”, the first day we were invited to attend a lecture by Annemie Struyf. This one was very interesting and instructive. Just like the lesson Introduction to Tourism. This box is a bit like a treasure map. It provides a guide within the area, without this course you would be completely lost within Tourism-country.

Garden's grey...

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