"Are you sure you have everything on your case?" Sheva's mother asked in a distressed mood, starting to nag Sheva once again before the boy could leave his home. "Emergency aid? Clothes for a full week? Money? Passport? Wait, you haven't put your jacket on your visa yet! Wait a second!"
Seeing his mother rushing toward the wardrobe to take his jacket, Sheva couldn't help but sigh helplessly. "Mom, I wouldn't need a jacket in Biel! It is July already, Mom! You know that it is summer in Europe, and I am not going to Reykjavik again! Compared to Iceland, Switzerland's temperature is friendlier for us Asian People!"
