Staying at a foreign house for four weeks is weird at first. I was scared how it will be and how the family will be. But Amila and I are really lucky. We arranged with our host family that we would arrive late on Sunday evening so they were kind to collect us from the bus stop. We were standing there hiding from the rain and terrible wind when our host-dad came towards us with a sun hat, waving to us and the biggest smile ever. They were immediately friendly and open-minded, they started...