Even today that beautiful aroma takes me back there and the room that I shared with friends
The breakfast room with the huge windows, bread and jam, croissants and trying to convince myself that the tea wasn't that bad
I recall the boy that I had a crush on from my class.. he was quiet, sweet and very kind
Apple scented soap reminds me of all of these things ..
and the 12 year old me.
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I think I may have found my good memory of my mother while writing this. She let me choose the soap and bought me a new pink and white towel for my trip. It seems insignificant but it wasn't.
(I bargained with my parents by saying that I wouldn't go on any other trip for the 4 yrs I was at middle school so I could go on this trip.)