You had tried to picture what Sylt life would be like, but it seemed so different from what you knew that you could not summon a proper mental image of the island, nor island life. Even the googled images did not help
This first year feels like a new child in school. New shoes. New uniforms. New everything. Everything she thought would win her new friends. But she gets to the playground and realises to her shock: all the cliques are already formed. All that she is left with is her ‘newness’. She has to get used to, and enjoy the smell of her new shoes.