My Arrival

When I applied to study abroad in Prague, I had a completely different idea and view of this country. The only thing I knew about Prague was that it was cold. Only because my mom told me about a thousand times to pack a lot of warm clothes. I’m from the west coast and going to and fro from New York to home, I wasn’t afraid or intimidated to come here. It was another semester away from home. Packing was a breeze, but saying goodbye all over again to my family and friends wasn’t such a breeze. Even though I’d done this many times, I still ended up choking up and looking over my shoulders again and again.
Passport and ticket in hand, I was ready to leave. So…why did I choose to study abroad again? I seemed to have forgotten why I wanted to study abroad. Will it be worth it? Will I have fun? All these questions clouded my mind as I started shuffling all my belongings into those plastic bins. I hate airports.
I said my final goodbyes and walked alone to my gate. Here we go again.

My flight was L-O-N-G. I had about 2 layovers and it was disgusting. But I felt better after purchasing a 7 dollar latte at Heathrow’s Starbucks. I’m starting to miss the U.S. already!

After what seemed to be an eternity, we landed at Prague at about 9 p.m. I looked out that little airplane window and saw nothing but snow. Nonetheless, I’m used to snow and though disappointed, I was excited to see Prague the next morning. I was excited to start my semester at Prague.