My friends have been bugging for months to write about my year abroad( heloo Enimil😁). I’ve giving so many excuses but today here goes.
I’ve never sat in an aeroplane, truth is I’ve never even been outside Ghana. Even in Ghana I’ve only been to the Eastern Region because that’s where I attended high school. I live in Accra by the way.
So on the 10th of September 2017 I left Kotoka International Airport, Accra, Ghana to Adolfo Barajas Airport, Madrid, Spain, well to the Istanbul Airport first because that’s where I transitted. I was nervous. I was travelling alone and I was going to live in a strange land with a strange language for almost a year without my family. At some points of the journey I almost cried, I had so many “what ifs” without answers. The longest I’ve been away from home was 3 months which was in high school and even that I saw my family every second sunday of the month ( they never ever missed visiting). In Uni, I was home almost every weekend because, well my mom said I should🙇. So you get the picture, almost a year without my parents and siblings and my close friends , I knew it was going to be tough and trust me, tough it was but thats a story for another day.
My journey was almost uneventful, except my flight was delayed for almost an hour but I didn’t get lost at any of the airports like some people said I would😒. So I got Madrid but that wasn’t my final destination. My final destination was Zaragoza. Seeing that my plane was going to land late, my mom decided it was better to go to Zaragoza by train instead of bus. So I had to find my way to the train as it was located nowhere near the Madrid Airport. At this point I knew I needed God’s help cos chale my Spanish eh…all comments reserved😂. But by God’s grace I met a couple who actually understood my broken Spanish and were headed to the train station as well. So I followed them and took a bus to the train station. I waited for my train and when I got to Zaragoza, a friend met me and sent me home. In all honesty my journey wasn’t as stressful as I expected it to be. Mostly because I prayed every time it seemed there was going to be a problem and my advice is to all is to travel as light as possible especially if you’re travelling alone. I took one big suitcase, one small suitcase and a backpack and I’m glad I did because I know people who came with two big suitcases, a carry on and a backpack. I honestly don’t know how I would have managed that with my small frame, especially with the journey from the airport to the train station.
So I got to Zaragoza and my friend and his wife took me home because… well i didn’t have an apartment and school was reopening the next week and I needed to get one, settle in before school reopens. My friends and I started searching months before coming and we still hadn’t found one and some of our parents didn’t even know we were homeless in this strange land. We told them our half truths and continued the search till we found the perfect one… or so we thought😐…
To be continued…
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