After our morning class we got on a bus to the Isle of Purbeck to view the Old Harry Rocks. The bus was really cool because it had an open second floor. It's awesome to be above all the traffic and to have a good view. To get to the Isle of Purbeck we had to take the ferry, which takes a decade to go back and forth. We hiked ±2 km to the rocks where we posed for a group picture. The thing with group photos is that there is always one person who looks off. It's always the question whom you're going to sacrifice, it's often me. Some girls take posing way too serious and almost risk their lifes while standing on the cliffside with, of course, a duckface. It looks so awful. Some thought it was a good idea to wear a dress and evening shoes when you're going to hike to a cliff, great thinking guys. Walking with high heels is not one of my talents so I did respect those who were walking, well more like stumbling, on their heels over the rocks. The group leader gave us the choice to A) go back for a drink or B) hike further to the top of the Rocks to view Swange Bay. Fei, Alina, Paco, Spanish girl and I took option B and hiked to the top. You can drink anytime, anywhere but viewing Swange Bay is like an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The view was definitely worth it. We had only one hour to get to the top and back to the group so Paco thought it was a good idea to take a shortcut. Believe me... there is no shortcut. We walked through fields, wheat, bushes. We climbed over fences and crossed places we weren't allowed to cross. I'd be lying if I said it was no fun because it was. I like being lost and trying to find your way back with no GPS/WiFi or other devices whats however. We found our way back eventually after a long... long walk. The bus ride back was as every other ride in England: terrifying. Not only two little boys where screaming like they were being killed; the bus driver was planning on killing every bush he could find in his way. And again I feared my life. I didn't die but many branches did during that ride. After dinner we went to see the fireworks at the Bournemouth Pier. We sat on the beach while we watched the sky being lit up by many colors. We felt infinite at that time. We went to our usual spot, the park, later that evening.
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