Far away in an eastern European country, a 30 year old girl is living her life like everyone one of us. She works daily and travels long way in the dusty Bucharest just like so many other people do, trying to face every day for living. Her life see...
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Heathrow airport - warm and sunny summer day. I arrived in London and I was so happy!
People were going by my side, some in a hurry, running, some were hugging others, crying as they said good bye, and some were laughing because their holidays had just begun. Various mixtures of feelings and I knew mine were somewhere over the rainbow because even if I had landed, my soul was still flying. So, if I should describe what I was feeling back then...uhm, I'd say peace. Yes, I felt peaceful, my soul felt peaceful and I was happy for being there. Strange, there was no fear and no anxiety in front of what I was going to meet and nothing to worry having in view everything there was new for me. I had just arrived in a town I had never visited before, I was going to meet people I knew few things about and I would live something which was totally unique for me, but which was inviting me to want to know more about.
As I took my luggage and went to the gate, I was wondering if I was going to recognize Andrew, the driver Alicia told me will wait for me at the airport. He would take me to the hotel where I would meet all the girls. I saw many people waiting and I looked around, I didn't even know what that man looked like, so I was hoping he had a note or something with my name. As I was trying to figure out where Andrew was, among all those people I noticed a small man with a note in his hands and my name on it. Andrew was around 55 years old I thought, he seemed a typical English man and he looked like a very kind person; I noticed his kind eyes, so I went straight to him.
- Hello, sir, my name is Miha, I am the girl you're waiting for. I am here for Mrs. Lou Teasdale and her course. Nice to meet you, I said quickly.
He looked a bit tired to me and I wondered if he had to wait for all the other girls from the group in other different time schedules. Even so, that kindness was still there and I liked the feeling of safety he was giving me.
- Miss, sorry, I have been lost among all these people and I didn't know where to look exactly. How good we have finally met, he tells me with a wide smile and shaking my hand. My name is Andrew Thomson and I will take care of you during your stay in London. I will be driving you to Rochester Hotel and I will make sure everything is alright with you. I am at your service.
I suddenly felt like a spoiled kid, a princess - those people have sent me a personal driver who was speaking in an amazing English accent, to take care of me and to make sure I was alright. What more could I have wished for...
As he was driving to the hotel I was falling in love – London seemed so incredibly beautiful! We were driving along the streets, along the black cabs and the red buses and I need to confess that I was about to pinch myself to know I was not dreaming. London was another world, more than I could have ever imagined from back home, so I assumed I had been placed in a different universe, where everything seemed to go like I had always dreamed – a world of order and of beauty, a world where everything seemed to be set in its own place, where the fresh air and the warm sun rays gently caressed my cheeks and I saw in the mirror that Andrew was looking at me and he was smiling:
