7 Months in Spain aka the best time of my life.
When telling people about my plan to do an Erasmus in Valencia, I got the response of "oh that's going to be a party semester" quite often. But I never ever thought it will turn out that crazy. It was like living in a big Erasmus bubble; you knew all the other exchange students and together you just enjoyed life - big times. It seemed that nothing else matters anymore, we just had fun and lots of it. We didn't care about anything outside this bubble, somehow magic happened and we were energised for days - no matter if we partyed all week long - hangover didn't exist. Right now, I could never ever imagine myself drinking or staying awake two days in a row - I would die, literally.
I will never be able to express what I felt during those months, which is why I'm more than glad that I count plenty people, who shared this experience with me, to my friends.
Spain now feels like a second home to me. I think I actually saw more of that country that I've seen from Germany.