"...I must confess that I was actually recalling when I had last seen my parents before that moment. My mom asked me to take care. My brother asked me to bring vodka.
For I was going back home with a broken heart and no vodka. Still I had great times and was grateful and thankful for the happiest experience of my life by then. I had lived through extraordinary moments, I had met a bunch of extraordinary people in many ways. What a ride. I had never set feet over borders, and suddenly I felt like I was about to get back from a visit to outer space, a parallel dimension or so. I was sad for I was leaving, I was happy for the experience, I was missing my family so much and still I knew I'd miss some people so much...I started to feel anxious and in need of a cigarette.
I didn't have any cigarettes. I surrendered my cigarettes to him, because I knew he hated the fact I smoke. So, I didn't have any cigarettes. That anxiety growing, and I have no idea why I just didn't go and bought a pack. I had money and time, but still I prefered to go straight to the smoking place and see if there someone would give me just one cigarette. But there was no one there. Instead of leaving, I stood there crying a bit.
I had my eyes still red and full of tears when I saw her entering the smoking room. She was looking down, and soon I noticed she was crying. There was just the two of us there , and she seemeed to be my age or so. I asked her what was wrong. She said nothing was wrong, just that she was leaving to stay a long time living abroad, and though she was very happy and excited about going, she was also already missing her dear friends and family.
I told her I was sharing her feelings but in a different way, for I was about to meet my family and friends, but it was very hard to leave some people behind. And when I finally remember asking her where was she going to, I was amazed to hear her say the name of my hometown.
Just too much for a coincidence.
-The funniest part - I said, recalling the real reason I was there - Is that I was probably going to talk to you anyway because you were the only person to enter here, and I was going to ask you for a cigarette!
-The funniest part would be if you had really done that, I'd have to tell you I don't have any either...-she searched her pockets.
We laughed and immediately became friends. We drove the flight attendants crazy to arrange us to change our seats, for we wanted to travel together. We talked a lot about people and ourselves, countries and cultural differences, love and distance. When we safely landed, I gave her my phone number and address and said, "if she got bored of staying at her host, she could come live at my place."
I actually said that almost as a joke, to mention one of the stories I told her about my trip. Because I actually knew a girl who barely met me, but invited me to stay with her. And at some point, I actually did it. And in fact, it brought a whole unexpected highlight to that journey.
So, why not return the favour to the nation..? (insert cute smiley emoticon here)
But I confess it was still a surprise when, about one or two months after, she called me and asked to come over. A great surprise in fact.
To me it was great, some of the best time ever. She was instantly part of the family, and it was really a sister. All of us had a lot of fun, even her brother came to visit...and it was very hard to all of us when she had to leave.
It was ten years ago...and now I wonder if they see each other, they'll know who each other are. I hope one of them will think of me and how much I´d love to be there."
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