DAY 1

Saying goodbye to my family is the hardest thing I have done in my life. Im a Latino girl so it is obvious that I am really attach to my family and wherever I go they go. However, I decided to go abroad to study a semester (140 days!!!). Finally the day was here and i saw myself at the airport crying like a river and hugging my family and my friends. But I knew I got to do this, so I just started to walk towards the gate and knowing to don’t turn back because if I did that I knew I will never get in that plane. Sitting for 2 hours by myself help me to calm myself and realized that I need to be mature and brave because no one else is going to be with me to solve my problems and also that no one is going to do my laundry (uuuugh hate it). Fancy plane, I got seated right next to the emergency exit, thats good so in case an emergency I will pulled a “George Constanza” and open the door and leave everyone behind LOL! . At this moment the plane was taking off and I was feeling tired and hungry (awful combination in me), thank to all the gods in heaven a fancy lady approach me with a tray of food and said to me “oh! did you order special food”. Yeah, everyone i did ordered special food. If anyone knows something about me is that Im vegetarian, I was looking forward to what I got, sadly was not a salad or a delicious veggie burger (yum yum). I was given a strange thing with green beans and red peppers with dressing (damn it! I hate dressing). I open my other option that had rice and curry lentils (quite tasty, I must say!!) and a really hard bun (I could actually used that bun as a weapon, I dont understand why they do all that inspection before passengers get in the plane, when the real danger comes disguise as a bun, oh lord!) After my airplane food, I found the most comfortable position to sleep, i covered myself with a small and thing blanket, but hey no complains. Dont know how long I sleep but well when i woke up, it was breakfast time, awesome!! I was excited and wishing that i was going to have some eggs but sadly I was having a bagel... hold on! a hard cold bagel, WHAT!! this is not breakfast!!!! I looked to the lady like if i was demanding her to bring the eggs and tortillas now! anyhow, at this moment I was not hungry so I did not had that crappy breakfast. I decided to watch some TV shows from the small screen that was right in front of me. I watch two and half men, The big bang theory and Sex and the City!!!(Loooove it), just in the middle of Sex and the City episode the captain decided to interrupt it to inform to passengers that we were arriving to London, wooopie! Finally landed I walk towards the signs that says flight connections. The airport is nothing like the Toronto, is kinda old and cold. Finally, I checked where i was (terminal 3) and i need it to be in (terminal 1) [ yeah! i was having those moments when you stand in front of map and says you are here, and there is another sign that says you should be here] so i panic for moment but i continue walking so no one notice that i was lost. Finally i saw a sign that says to terminal 1, oh lord! i was ready to drop my bag and thank to god and kiss the sign! but i did not did it, dont worry about it. got in a fancy talking bus(well it had a mini television that informed me about stuff) finally took me to Terminal 1! yeah! continue following the signs and i found that i was going to one inspection, fill out the papers that the huge sign indicated and made a line, thank god! there were 2 kind Canadian ladies that help me. I finally got called and they ask me where I was going and why i was going there. I answered with my professional English. The man looked at me and say “you are not Canadian, Where are you from?” I answered “Mexican” and that when he told me about his amazing trip to Cancun, I just smiled to him and he said to me that the same smile that he remembered from Mexicans. He told me to continue and have a safe trip. So i did, I finally continue following the signs and i got to put again my carry on bag to inspection yeah again! while i was there i witness that 2 bags where set apart and the people where called apart (pheeeew! it was not me) I was allowed to continue. At this point, I was getting annoyed that everyone was saying that Frederick Joseph, my hippo stuffed animal was the cutest thing they have seen, some they even touch it, making me angry because they were taking the smell off it. anyhow!! i continue walking towards the gate, and oh lord! i was shocked, English people are consumer driven people. I was disgusted that while i was crossing through the airport it was set as a shopping mall. It was like i was shopping at the Eaton Center and not that i was at the airport... I passed again through another gate and another inspection to my papers, never in my life not even in USA, my papers where checked that many times. I finally found my gate and took a nap! when i woke up, it was boarding time and when i got to the plane it was packed. I got to my seat and passed out again, I was really tired. When I woke up, the plan was landing and I was already in Glasgow. I made it. Got out and walk to get my huge bags, I waited in a place and then i read the sign that it said if i checked in my bags in a international airport i was suppose to go to a special room. I panic and run to the special room. When I got to the room, my bags where just coming out and i start to warming up because i was ready to lift my bags lol. I put it in the cart (which did not cost me nothing) and went out to Glasgow. I went to a taxi driver and asked him how much it will cost me to go to the Caledonian Court he mumble something ( a ‘xcuse me moment) and i asked him to say it again and he says “oh your not from heeeire !!” lol well he said it was going to be 24 pounds and i jump in. Yeap! they drive on the other side of the road and I felt like if i was riding a weird roller coaster. anyhow! I got to the place and he waited for me until i sort it out my accommodation. I finally went to the security and they help me. Quite nice gentlemen, they help me and the joke, they said that they like my accent and I was going to be ok. I was happy and they assure me that they will assist me with everything. I got to my room, It is not small is not big either. Have a a small bed, and a closet, a sink (really weird), and a desk with a lamp. At this moment and i was ready to call my family and my significant other, to let them know i was ok. So I tried to connect to internet and seem is not working, decided to better call but no coins and i was hungry, so I walk to get change and food. I got some food that I ate so fast!!! made my calls and unpack. by this moment i realized that this is getting real. Im alone and by myself, sigh!~~~ Decided to watch Paper Heart and fell asleep. I woke up and crying I decide to write about my adventure. Im sure I will miss every person but there are no regrets in life. Everything happen for a reason and for a reason I am heeeire! And love everyone of you and I will always keep you in my heart