They were the single craziest bunch of exchange students I have ever met, and the most united. It was a bond forged over Tiger beer and other alcoholic beverages, parties and a ton of pictures.
That, and one man made it all possible. My Man Kamil. The organizer of mayhem, the orchestrator of joy, and the chief chronicler of the memories.
Thanks dude, for raising the bar, and the amazing time that I had with you guys. It would never have been possible without you. You still are the best party organizer I have ever met.
The memories of those six months will always be with me.