The Day I Travel to USA!!!- Symposium- - a Blog Post by nicelipss66

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9/11/2016 6:58 pm

The Day I Travel to USA!!!- Symposium-

Our friend and blogger Pocogato. Suggested a tribute to the Symposium, to be posted on 11 September,to show how much we’ve appreciated them. She named travel as the topic.

My name is Thalia and this is my traveling story.

Many years back. I travel to USA from Central America. I remember that day as if was yesterday. it was a day full of mix emotions.

Everything start it one Saturday Night. I was on a bus traveling from San Pedro Sula to Puerto Cortes (This was in Honduras). I was Attending School in San Pedro Sula but my family was living in Puerto Cortes. It was the Carnaval weekend in Puerto Cortes. I was excited to get home. I was young and dumb. A very nice looking man seat next to me on the bus. He look around 23 or 25. He start it to make conversation. the trip was for about 90 minutes. it was around 7pm and we were to get to Cortes around 8:30 or so. Anyways. he introduce himself. he said his name was Chris. Ask me where I was from. told him Cortes but that I was attending school in San Pedro. but I was coming home for the Carnaval weekend.

Being young and dumb. I fail to hear or recognized his accent. I ask him where he was from. I tho he was from Honduras. He said United States. I said what? I tho you were from here. he said no. that he had flu from NY around 4am that day and was on his way to Cortes because he will be working there for the US government. all along he was talking in Spanish to me. he told me where he was going to be staying. and I replied saying that was a little private area outside from Cortes. that it was not actually Cortes. that it was gonna take him another 30 minutes from Cortes. He appreciated the info. so that night he would had to stayed in Cortes. I told him what Hotels he should be staying cause they were the safest places to stay. when we got to Cortes. he ask me if I could help him finding the Hotels that i mentioned to him. I said sure. all 3 hotels were booked cause of the carnaval. they had no rooms available. by this time it was close to 10pm. we both were tired and hungry. especially him. I could see it on his beautiful green eyes.

We went to a fast food place call Pollo Campero. to eat something while trying to figure out what to do next. there we were with my bag and all his bags at a fast food place haha. I was suggesting for him to go stayed at my house and that I would take him to the place that he was going the next day. he was very hesitant about it. I was tired at that point. I said well I gotta go home. my family is probably worry wondering where I am. if you don't trust me to come with me. then I can't do anything else for you. but I gotta go. I was about to leave him there, walking away when he said wait. I go with you. I turn around. walk back to him to help him with one of his bags. we gotta a taxi and went home.

We get there and my house if full of people celebrating the carnaval. there were food and drinks. and bunch of neighbors and friends were there eating tamales and chicken sandwiches. with music and dancing going on. and here I was with a total stranger. when they saw me walk in with him. everything literally stop. people was staring. I said he is a friend of mine. this is Chris. we decided to quickly moved to another area where there was no people. I had one of my older sisters on my tale. questioning. who that hell is that guy. who is the american guy with you. why is he here. I had lots to explain to my family. I told them who he was. what had happen. and that I didn't want to let him in the streets by himself. that I would give him my room. to let him stay with us. to please don't say anything to him. they offer him food but he refused. told me he was tired. I took him to the second floor (where the rooms were). and show him where he was going to sleep. he ask me where I was gonna stay. I told him I would figure it out. to not worry. I waited for everyone to leave. and I sleep downstairs in a<b> hammock </font></b>Hahaha. yes. a Hammock. we had one there were we used to nap in the afternoons.

Next day he got up around noon time. we were all downstairs when he got up. took a shower then he had coffee and I warm up a chicken tamal for him. I ask him to eat, that after lunch I was going to take him to the place where he was going to meet the other Americans that were supposed to be there with him. we did. but it was closed. it was like a little compound. the security people said that no one was there yet. that is when he figure it out that he was 2 weeks earlier than everyone else and they won't let him in before. we turn back. went back home. family asking what happen. I explain. ask them to please let him stay with us for another few weeks.

I need it to travel back to San Pedro that Sunday Night. had school Monday. but I push it and stayed. Monday came and I need it to go. I told him everything was gonna be OK. to ask my family if he need it anything. that I was gonna be back Friday night. Friday night got there and he was there at the bus station waiting for me. that weekend we went to the beach together. (we had a beach close to our house). we had a blast. just the 2 of us. running and splashing water. we hang out that Saturday and Sunday until it was time for me to go again. next weekend again. Friday night him waiting for me at the bus station. then hanging out together. I guess I was everything he had at that point. he was always happy to see me each Friday night to spend the weekend together. It was a pure honest friendship. something very strange actually. but we kept it at that cause he was around 25 and I was around 16 or 17. I din't even knew what was happening inside of me.

The time came when he could move to his American Compound outside the city. I took him there. They let us in. I saw the rest of the american people there and how his face was happy to see them. I knew that was it for us. that I was losing my friend. then I said I have to go before it gets dark. I think something happen those few weeks that we were together. cause that is when I realized that I was gonna miss him. I guess the same happen to him. cause he said he was gonna get out over the weekend to go visit me, but I said I couldn't every weekend. cause my family would only give me traveling expenses for once a month. but that I was using my savings to travel every weekend when he was there. that now it wasn't need it anymore. that he had his friends and his place to stay.

Anyhow. I kept coming every weekend to visit cause he would cover my expenses to travel. then said that he rather be staying at my family house than the compound. that it was too boring there, that there was nothing to do. that he rather be in our house with us. so we talk to my family to rent him a room for him. they did. He moved in. and I would come see him every single weekend. something grew between us. I didn't notice it cause I was young. but we eventually figure out that it was love. maybe cause we spent so much time together. I dunno what happen or how that happen. all I know is that one day we eventually kiss. Maybe it was not my first kiss. but it was my first kiss of love. he was the first man in my life. we become very attached. until one day almost 2 years later. He got the letter saying he need it to leave the country. He was being transfer. That is when he ask me if I would travel to USA. I had never even think about it. he help me get my passport. all my required papers. took me to the US Embassy. not sure how or why. but they did gave me my visa and stamp my passport. I need it to finish my year of school. it was around Oct. Schools finish November. so he left and I was gonna travel a month later. he had already bough my ticket. that is how I ended up in NY one Sunday night in November. it was cold. big difference. totally different world for me. and this time things had reverse. I was the one by myself in a strange land. It was nice to see his face waiting there for me. it was bitter cold night. I felt like a fish out of the water. I was missing my family and friends. I cried many times in the dark of the night.

I was supposed to stayed with his family. but things didn't work after a few months or so. his family didn't understood or approved anything. especially his mom. so I had to leave his family and moved to VA with a cousin that I had here. We stayed in touch and he would travel to visit me in VA. saw him often. but then I start it to pulled away. I was re inventing my life. and he was not a part of it. my world had change. so we slowly went a part. I wonder how he is doing now days. I hope he is well. I will always Thank him for everything he did. he gave some wonderful moments and help me change my life by bringing me here. cause my life has been nothing but great in this country. This country has open many doors for me in so many ways that I never dream of. I grew up to love and respect this land. and now I proudly call it home. Who would of tho. All that happen cause one night I met Chris. traveling from San Pedro to Cortes in a little bus in Honduras.

That my friends is how I travel to The USA. many years later and I am still here. I will always thank him for that. cause he definitely change and mark my life forever in a good way.