Leaving
It was at 4 AM. The Sun was not even in the corner of the sky. It was way too early when I heard that:
Wake up and get dressed up, we are leaving!
Yeap that is exactly how my new life started with this short phrase told by my mom. Weird enough I won’t lie if I tell you that was the first time when without even thinking I woke up and did what she asked me to.
It was dark and I wasn’t even realzing that-this is my last time when I woke up in my home. My childhood home!!
Everyone told me that is not going to be easy. Pussies it was easy! It did not mean anything because I didn’t understand anything where am I going? Where am I? Those 18 years that glued me with Moldova were going to become nothing more than a recollection without a single root in reality.
For those of you that heard about Moldova only once-in that movie where Anne Hathaway plays the princess. I will make a short introduction.
Moldova is a tiny-hmm relatively tiny- country between Ukraine and Romania. Yeap that country where about 3 years ago 1 billion was stolen from the national bank. A country where Money Heist was not that TV series watched on Netflix by Moldavians but a real crime happening at the “Moldova Agroinbank” just a couple of weeks ago. Yet Moldova is a wonderful destination to travel to as it has an amazing cheap and great wine, absolutely delcious food, glamorous nightlife and beautiful ladies. And I am one of them!
I filled the tiny car with things:
2 big luggage-obviously- full of clothes;
7 boxes of shoes (see Niko I am a shoe lover since my high school),
two pillows,
three blankets,
my DLR photo camera,
my laptop,
a bag with plates and kitchen stuff
and a small box with memories.
It was the size of a box of the small Magnum ice creams sold in Sainsbury’s. I had in it 9 printed pictures, 3 CD es, tickets from the Italian adventure park where I went with my parents when I was 12. And then all kind of letters and recollections that did not have any meaning at that time.
This tiny ice cream box was the only proof that my past was real
3 hours that is exactly how long it took us to get to the border with Romania. In 3 hours I exited my country. In three hours I left everything that meant family.
In three hours I lost my nationality as right now I don’t belong spiritually to any state.
It was my decision! A desire born when I was a teenager. A dream about how the USA was waiting for me with its open doors and how I was becoming an actress.
But everything was different!
I was going to a country which I was not even considering a good option where an unknown to me language was spoken, where the university wasn’t in any ranking… I was going-Far Away!
After crossing the border with Romania. I opened the letters. I wasn’t even realizing the pain that stopped in my through because I couldn’t even realize what is real? I am living a dream I though or maybe it is a nightmare. To be fair the Inception movie seemed for me a quite real that day.
The letters were given to me last night by them, the girls that we shared for seven years a naive false but colorful friendship.
Damn it! I thought! Last night I smoked Weed with Victor… OMG for the first time in my life! Damn it that was fun gosh haha. We got to the other side of the city! I saw Vasea and laughed like crazy! Thank God I relaxed.
I can’t believe it! Did I do all this? Me the girl that always detested these things. Well at least it helped me overcome the tears and my friends remained with the image of the girl they always knew- crazy, happy, cheeky and strong!
I was reading the letters-I thought-I had no right to cry. Too late…Their letters did not give me too much choice. At first, a stealthily tear dropped on the pink pillow when suddenly they invaded my turquoise cardigan.
My mom’s look in the mirror cut my breathing, she was crying as well. She knew that this time this long road trip in Europe on the motorway won’t be remembered as a bright picture- it was a goodbye.
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