Time of my Life

Imagine waking up every day at 6:30 A.M, and the breakfast is served at 7 sharped. You can’t go to the dining room before that time because you might lose your free time because you are not respecting the schedule. You share a bathroom with other 2 girls so you need to wake up at least 5 minutes before so you can pee in peace and use the sink and brush your teeth. At 7:30 the bus leaves, and if you are not in it, you grab a taxi and go to the place where all your friends are going in a “free” way, but you are paying even thou your parent paid in advance for the bus ride.

Must of the days you go to a didactic museum, to Auschwitz and Tikochin, to Majdanek and Treblinka, to a university so you can see the campus, or to greek ruins, parks, or commemorative plazas. But other days, you go to the beach, to the mall, to a theme park, a shopping plaza with artist and clowns and people doing acts, or to a flea market (very famous) in the middle of the city. You try to get down the price, you fight with the seller, and at the end, you safe 5 bucks on your buy.   You also go to amazing places to eat, and to concerts, to carnavals, to the theater and to Mayumana.

Now, imagine doing all that for 42 days, with all your friends, your friends since you were in kindergarten.  Imagine being a toddler and see your cousin packing his or her suitcase to this trip, and then your older brother goes, and then your neighbor, and after a month and a few weeks, they come back, happy as they never were, and they have a gazillion inside jokes with their friends, and they come with a bit of a belly because the food is delicious. And soon enough you understand how awesome is that trip and that you can’t wait other 12 years to go.

And those 12 years go by and is your time to go. You have talks in school about safety, about what to bring and about the places you are going to see.

Finally, the day comes, and you get in the plane without realizing that you are in THE trip. The moment you land, you do realize it, and your trip begins

Imagine that it finished 2 days ago, and instead of feeling homesick, you feel TRAVEL-sick

Neshikot Chamot everyone!