my best expereance When my parents were deciding which school I'll have to learn, then they were faced with a choice between linguistic and mathematical schools. To my happiness, they opted for the former. So, my future life in the next 10 years was associated with the German language.In fifth grade I knew that if I work hard in German, then in high school I was waiting for a trip to Germany. This gave a pretty good incentive.And then came the same grade 10 school, which was to bring the coveted trip. But all was not so easy. To go to Germany, had to find a guest family in which you live within three months of language training. You need to write a short essay about yourself. I remember how all my class tried to write about yourself is the best, because like everything to go. By composing it was necessary to attach a few photos. Already in Germany, I learned that my guest family chose me because of these photos on the nature of a huge sunflower.I was the first who was invited to Germany. It was February 1, 2008. I remember my state of weightlessness at a time when the telephone instead of the usual "Hello", I heard a German speech. Of course the whole German flew out of my head at this point. I have spoken only thank you, thank, thank you.My classmates were jealous and happy at the same time my invitation, because now they knew that all invited. And so it happened. And now, April morning all Grade 10 plunged into the car of the train, Perm-Moscow, and went toward something new.Moscow welcomed us with warmth and sunshine. We strolled through Red Square and went to the Peoples' Friendship University, where guys were going to other cities: Samara, Omsk, Yekaterinburg and other cities. This polutorodnevnuyu trip I will never forget. Perm was the noisiest city. We did not sleep, only infinitely talked about their guesses about the upcoming months in Germany. Through this bus, I got two wonderful friends who live in different parts of the country, but with whom we communicate, even five years after the trip.Sleepy, hungry, at five o'clock in the morning we arrived in Berlin. Washed, washed his head in the toilet, we train station. Everyone was needed to look good before meeting with their new family.Three hours on the train and here is my station. Opened the door, I'm out of the car and see before my family. My first impulse was to quickly go back to the train, drive to the airport and fly to Russia.But it was my most idiotic desire for the whole trip.