{"id":3090,"date":"2015-10-16T08:25:32","date_gmt":"2015-10-16T13:25:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/carliexperiences.wordpress.com\/?p=7"},"modified":"2015-11-12T10:51:41","modified_gmt":"2015-11-12T15:51:41","slug":"the-dream-is-becoming-true","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/wrpg211\/2015\/10\/16\/the-dream-is-becoming-true\/","title":{"rendered":"THE DREAM IS BECOMING TRUE"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So here I am. I already showed my Passport at the airport and I am waiting for my flight. I do not know anybody there, but my family is somewhere outside waiting for my flight to take off. I am sure my nephew will be shouting: \u201cBye, bye, Mem\u00e9\u201d. By the way, Santino is the only person who calls me Mem\u00e9. I think he chose that nickname because it sounds similar to Mam\u00e1.<\/p>\n<p>I still feel his hug. It was the longest, the deepest and the last one.<\/p>\n<p>I won\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n<p>Santiago\u2019s airport is cool. I\u2019m in Chile now, and I have to wait five hours for the next flight to New York. I think I have some cookies in my backpack. When I open it, I see a colorful envelope in it. What is it? It is a huge envelope that says \u2018Open it when you miss us\u2019. The envelope was full of smaller ones with letters written by my family and my friends. I just take one and I start crying while I am reading the second line.<\/p>\n<p>What\u2019s wrong with me? I am living a dream and I am crying!<\/p>\n<p>I won\u2019t keep crying.<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n<p>Such a huge dream, it scares me a little bitt. But I am fine! I mean, I am always fine, I have to be fine, right? I will just open letters once in a while during my five months away from home.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/carliexperiences.files.wordpress.com\/2015\/10\/12118606_10206540063435182_7866689524471182943_n.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-8 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/carliexperiences.files.wordpress.com\/2015\/10\/12118606_10206540063435182_7866689524471182943_n.jpg?w=225&#038;h=300\" alt=\"12118606_10206540063435182_7866689524471182943_n\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Now I need Wi-Fi to let everybody know that I am fine. That is what I always do when I leave my place. After more than an hour of walking, I find a place to have a coffee and Wi-Fi, the other restaurants are really crowded or do not have Internet. I send a text to the \u2018<em>Familia<\/em>\u2019 group, \u2018<em>Amigas<\/em>\u2019 group and to him. I just feel like singing \u2018All by Myself\u2019 out loud. Being completely alone has not happened to me before. But I kind of like it, it is you, your choices, your timing and your thoughts.<\/p>\n<p>New York City is marvelous, captivating, unique. I\u2019m just thinking about this after having gone in a transfer from JFK to Penn Station. I can\u2019t wait to come back for Christmas and explore this awesome city! (If the snow allows me to do so!)<\/p>\n<p>The train from Penn Station to Harrisburg is good, but it is getting darker and I feel a little bit afraid of being in an unknown city with a pretty heavy package and no familiar faces around me.\u00a0 I take a deep breath, everything is going to be fine. Around 9 pm I arrive to Harrisburg and there is a very nice man waiting for me with a \u2018Dickinson\u2019 banner. So it is happening, I am almost there!<\/p>\n<p>After around 50 minutes, the man tells me: so here you are! Welcome to Dickinson!<\/p>\n<p>Yes, the Academic Quad that I have seen in so many pictures is there, in front of my eyes. It is real, it is beautiful.<\/p>\n<p>A really nice woman gives my key and my ID at DPS. Why is everybody so nice here? Clearly, I am not in my country anymore.<\/p>\n<p>I arrive home and two girls who are going into the house help me with my baggage. They are Marie, from France and Anna, from Russia. I go into my room and after a shower, I go to bed.<\/p>\n<p>After more than 24 hours of airports and train stations, I can say that I have experienced a thunder of feelings. I think they will evolve, change, arise and disappear. I am ready for the adventure!<\/p>\n<div class=\"jetpack-video-wrapper\"><span class='embed-youtube' style='text-align:center; display: block;'><iframe class='youtube-player' type='text\/html' width='708' height='429' src='https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/h8tHIi5ebEM?version=3&#038;rel=1&#038;%23038;fs=1&#038;%23038;showsearch=0&#038;%23038;showinfo=1&#038;%23038;iv_load_policy=1&#038;%23038;wmode=transparent' frameborder='0' allowfullscreen='true'><\/iframe><\/span><\/div>\n<p>  <a rel=\"nofollow\" href=\"http:\/\/feeds.wordpress.com\/1.0\/gocomments\/carliexperiences.wordpress.com\/7\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"http:\/\/feeds.wordpress.com\/1.0\/comments\/carliexperiences.wordpress.com\/7\/\" \/><\/a> <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/pixel.wp.com\/b.gif?host=carliexperiences.wordpress.com&#038;blog=100041580&#038;%23038;post=7&#038;%23038;subd=carliexperiences&#038;%23038;ref=&#038;%23038;feed=1\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So here I am. I already showed my Passport at the airport and I am waiting for my flight. I do not know anybody there, but my family is somewhere outside waiting for my flight to take off. I am sure my nephew will be shouting: &ldquo;Bye, bye, Mem&eacute;&rdquo;. 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