Milano wasn't easy.... somehow I think I cannot give too many objective toughts about this meeting. There was nothing that could be more beautiful than the two months before this meeting in which we made the decoration. We heard how hard the preparation of this meeting was. Once in a while we heard people talking about how they were not too convinced of these meetings. Or maybe this meeting. So we came to Milano and hoped this meeting would have to do at least something with God.
And I wasn't too happy with my job, for different reasons.
I spent a tough night in a hospital because a girl in my hall had an epileptic crisis. I felt slightly traumatized for a couple of days but turned out to be the strongest and richest experience of this meeting, the point where this meeting had to do with God, a night that I still remember very often.