ItActuallyExists

I have tread upon unknown land. A whole continent that I only saw on maps and in History class. This is America.

The journey to my new home was smooth for the most part. It just so happened that my Close Friends decided to come to the airport to say their REAL final goodbyes. I mean, who says goodbye only to come meet you at the airport to say it again? They do apparently. I wont say that I loved it, but I loved it. I don't know, the idea of people crying about your leaving makes me feel good. Not in sadistic way, but it reminds me that there are people out there who care about me.... Or they care about my Elder Sage Siblings and the tears they shed were for them....... Pffft, yeah....right.......

When the plane started to throttle I thought back to all the times my family talked about moving. We had been thinking about it for 7 years. But now it is finally happening. I recalled telling my parents that I will never believe we are moving until the day I was sitting on that one-way plane to Texas.

There I was sitting...... On that one-way plane to Texas.

Then the plane started to lift off the ground. I think my heart sank to my stomach.

"What on Earth just happened?"

"I happened."

"Oh, shut up. Who asked for you to come back anyway?"

"Oh, shut up, you love it."

                                                                                             ~Missingnomer and Flight....Uggg

It was a pitch black. So even though I had the window seat all I saw was darkness. The few faint stars I saw painted a dim separation from the ocean and the horizon. It was just darkness and that annoying wing light that was like a beacon trying to call out to the dark unknown.

Home was behind me, and all that was left was void.

The unknown always scares us fragile humans. But I can't let that get the best of me! When we finally arrived at Texas and took a taxi to the hotel I couldn't believe it. Thousands of cars, mall after mall, store after store, restaurant after restaurant, and Mexican after Mexican.

This is home.

When we arrived at the hotel all I wanted to do was unpack and get settled in. But we were at a hotel! All I could do was shower and sleep. So here I am, sitting in my cell, awaiting my death.

This is my new home.... It was 39 degrees that night. Cold? To most people. It was FREEZING to me. Thank goodness I got some sort of warmth from my sweater. The nights ahead are going to be BELOW freezing. Someone save me!!! I thought 70 degrees was cold in Hawaii. As I write this in the hotel room I am wearing three layers. Two t-shirts and a sweater. I can finally wear a scarf and not look weird!

"I mean, not that I looked weird when I wore them in Hawaii.... RIGHT?"

"Oh, you were the picture of normalcy." 

                                                                                                    ~Missingnomer and Flight

To conclude this first full day here in Texas would be quite an ordeal. In short, my parents purchased a car. A pretty nice car. It actually has a CD player. Not a big deal, right? But I am coming from a mini van that had a cassette player.... A CASSETTE player. What the heck is a cassette? I think I ate one when I was a toddler. We also swung by the apartment that we will be staying at for the next 6 months. I like it. It had an old-school, rustic feel to it. Brick buildings are so swag monkey.

It never occurred to me that road knowledge is crucial if you want to get anywhere. Living in Hawaii has desensitized my mind: Two roads, one lane both ways. That is basically all you needed to know if you wanted to get anywhere. Here?!?! GPS or die. That is basically the only rule for first timers. Side note! We are first timers. Thank goodness my parents procured a GPS long before arriving here in this cesspool of roads. The story goes like this:

The man who was selling us the car came to pick us up at our hotel so he could take us to the place that sold cars to sell us a car......

Anyways, we went there and bought a car. After that we decided to go back to the hotel to pick up some bags to drop off at the apartment we had yet to see. The thing was that I had never used a GPS before, so you can guess what happened. Yelling and screaming ensued as we blindly navigated the highway. Brutal moments of just missing the ramps and turnoffs. But, we finally got are heads screwed back on and got back to the hotel in one piece. I gotta say, it was a crazy ride. There will probably be more episodes of insanity to follow, but I think we can manage. I think.

Pray for my family Dear Readers. We need every single one. Thank you for your love, for reading my blog, and staying in touch. I shall see you all soon.

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