This is an extraordinary work for me, because I am learning
to write in English, so is not a simple or easy thing to do, and for that I
have to say “sorry” if you find a lot of mistakes.
I came to Cardiff in last moment, I had to be in here by
July 13, but I arrived on the night of the 17. In Colombia I run (in the literal
way) to get my papers, I have my visa date on June 28 and I wait for an answer
on July 15, but the British Council only send you an email saying that your
papers are in study, you have to wait, and in last moment: “Your application is
ready for collection”, in any moment they say if you get the visa or not.
So I pick up my papers on Tuesday 16 of July and went
directly to the airport to buy an airplane ticket. The cheapest way to get to
London and be in Cardiff in time would be buy the tickets with time, for me
“the last hour girl” were a little expensive, but I bought it and I flew 10
hours to Madrid. There I have to wait 3 hours to get the plane to London.
I did not have any departure party for my friends, I have a
“just in case” meal with my family on Saturday.
I could not believe it, I was travel to the other side of
the world, I only said good bye to few people, my father get angry with me in
last minute, so he did not went to the airport, so I was just with my mom and
an aunt. This also was so unusual. I have a lot of cousins, my brother, aunts,
uncles, etc, I always had someone by my side in Colombia I was never alone,
but the departure in the airport was so peculiar, it was like a “see you
later”…
So I arrived in London with the idea of see my best friend
in the arrival place. This did not happen. I started to search for an internet
connection, but it was almost impossible. I got lucky and found a wifi connection, I
call to my friend and she told me that she was lost in the underground, so I
had to wait in the airport. I was so worry about my trip to Cardiff, I already
have made the half of the road, but Cardiff seems to be so far yet.
Maria Juliana arrive in the airport and I just wanted to
start to cry. “I did it Majuli, I am here”, she hug me and cry a little with
me. We bought the Cardiff coach ticket and drink a coffee. It was only 40
minutes with her and I had to start my trip again.
Before I came, I was so worry about the visa, the tickets,
and everything, that I did not sleep well on my last week in Colombia, so I get
my coach and the tiredness make me sleep. I arrive to the bus station and ask some
people where I can get a taxi. The people in here are so kind, that they help
me to take my bags to the car.
My brother always say to me that you must have a taxi driver
friend, because of their profession they always know where are the best places
to eat, go party and are the best guide in any city. My first friend in Cardiff
was a taxi driver. He was so kind, and give me his phone number.
I arrive and my flat mates help me to open the door of my
room. I was so tired that I just want to take a bath and sleep, so that was
that I did.
Next day, I get up early and went to the university to
register. There were expecting me, so it was more easy, they take me to a salon
where the students where divide. In there I just see Chinese. This
was so weird to enter into a place and just see oriental people. My face should
say something, because one man of the university say to me: “in your class are
a German and a Greek girl”.
My first day was quite hard, because here no one speak Spanish, so
I have to change my “chip” to English since the first moment.
