The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page. ~St. AugustineMy first trip to Canada was unforgettable. First of all, I was sad and happy at the same time. I had to leave my parents and that made me so sad. At the same time, I was grateful to experience a new lifestyle and new adventures. I wanted to learn more about other people; how they live, how they think, what traditions and customs they have and so on. As a result, my first trip to Canada was thrilling.My departure time was at six o’clock in the morning on a cold day. I was so sleepy at four o’clock in the morning. The airport was extremely crowded, even at that time in the morning.I had two suitcases and a heavy back-pack, full of personal documents and books. My hands were full with two bags of books too. Moving was torture with all that stuff. I moved like a robot.The night before, I had weighed my luggage three times, to make sure that they did not weigh too much. But, when I was in the line to check-in, the bad-temper clerk stated that my bags were too heavy and I had to leave some of my personal belongings there. But, how could I do that?I was alone and could not even move my luggage. Moreover, I had two problems. First, I had to find someone to help me move the bags and then, taking the stuff out of them and put them in a bag. I desperately looked around. Other travellers were looking at me, expecting me to move very quickly and let them to check-in.Finally, among the crowds, I found a cleaner. He helped me remove some stuff and put it in a bag. At the end, after two hours, the airport clerk accepted my luggages and allowed me to enter the transit area. I felt like a blissful fighter who defeated the enemy in the battle field.Two weeks before the flight, I had to pay a toll for leaving my home country, Iran. It is a rule. I did that. But, once again, I had another problem. When I reached customs where they give you permission to enter the airplane, he declared that the money paid was not enough and I had to pay more. I had to go back to the main building where the airport bank was. I was about to miss my flight.I thought if I go there, I will have to do the entire procedure from the beginning. Oh, my God! Why are you doing this to me? I was exhausted and sleepy. Leaving the airport was like a mirage in the distance. So, I suddenly said that I promised to pay the money next time. He looked at me suspiciously and said: “OK, you can go.” That was the best thing I heard that day!Lastly, the bus took the passengers to the airplane. Most of the travellers looked very tired and sleepy. I looked at the capital city, Tehran where I grew up. Mount. Damavand was hidden in the gray sky because of the pollution. But, the sun was generous as usual. I never knew how much I loved the city. At that time, I realized that leaving your homeland can really show you how much you value it.In the airplane, I had a seat near the window. I was delighted because I could see everywhere from above. An old Television on the wall was showing the travelling routes, from Tehran to Istanbul, Frankfort, Amsterdam and then London.London airport was my next destination. I had to change my flight in London and took Air Canada. I did not want to sleep even though I needed.I wanted to see all the countries from above. The planet earth had a different view from there. Mountains, deserts, seas and cities were tiny. The hue of the Black Sea was actually black. I did not know that! Austria was cloudy and green. The sun was shining but dense clouds blocked the sunlight in some cities like Frankfurt and Vienna. Winding River Thames was flowing smoothly through London. Eventually, after thirty minutes, turning around the sky, the airplane landed in London airport, Heathrow.To be continued...
this blog reminds me the time when i was watching the Shindler list which is a very nice movie bye Steven Spilberg , I remember that the film had 3 cd's because the length of film was about 3 ours , In the beginning of film i tough that it must be boring but the power of film made to sit and watch the whole of film without doing anything !!! i remember that i need to go to WC but i couldn't because i didn't want to have a break during watching ...
This blog deserves a very big congratulations and i am going to read the next part and i hope it has other parts .
P.S. At the such time in the morning , i think your moments there was a very nostalgic . I can feel your feeling even though i had no such experience .
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this blog reminds me the time when i was watching the Shindler list which is a very nice movie bye Steven Spilberg , I remember that the film had 3 cd's because the length of film was about 3 ours , In the beginning of film i tough that it must be boring but the power of film made to sit and watch the whole of film without doing anything !!! i remember that i need to go to WC but i couldn't because i didn't want to have a break during watching ...
This blog deserves a very big congratulations and i am going to read the next part and i hope it has other parts .
P.S. At the such time in the morning , i think your moments there was a very nostalgic . I can feel your feeling even though i had no such experience .
Thank you ;)
I love your story Nafis. It's really nice. (waiting for part 2) :-)
Thanks a lot.
Don't lose heart.
Take care.