In January 2016, somewhere above the Atlantic Ocean, a little girl was starting to get nervous. The plane destination map was showing the increasing distance from the life she was so used to: her family and friends, Europe with all its cultural diversity and history, her food and life habits. What should she expect now? I had never been to the United States before. And though this country is covered by plenty of stories, which make it glitter like the stars on its flag, I felt extremely insecure the last couple of hours before landing.
America met me with the bright lights of the skyscrapers, just like in the movie: imagine the view of tall shiny buildings from above, add some nice pop song, cover it all with a breath-taking moment of starting something completely new and you pretty much get my feelings at that moment. Moreover, imagine my confusion when after half a year of living in Germany and hearing German “Achtung Sie, bitte!” you hear, “Attention, please!” with a beautiful accent. It’s like a blast! That was the moment when I realized that I definitely put myself out of my comfort zone and dived into something completely new.
One hour and seventy dollars later (0_0) my taxi stopped in front of a tall building with many flags on top of the fence roof. “Hey, how are you doing? Welcome to Boston!” – a concierge of the InterContinental Hotel smiled so friendly, that I involuntarily caught myself thinking that a big distance might not be THAT big of an issue. But that thought disappeared immediately when I finally found myself in the room without any phone connection, standing in front of the air conditioning. Guys, it’s Fahrenheit! Now, that’s a challenge! …which I completely failed by setting the air conditioning to 93 degrees… Not surprisingly, the first night in my new home I spent trying to figure out with my sleepy mind of how not to get boiled.
Next few days felt as if I was lost in the fog: the amount of glass and stones around seemed as reaching the sky, huge trucks beeping impatiently to slow pedestrians, people wearing warm coats and flip flops running somewhere, the smell of ocean and weed reaches your nose everywhere you go, the weather changes so rapidly that the combination of a coat and flip flops seems like a perfect idea after a while. Yes, Boston does look different from any place you might have seen before! And this place definitely has a unique face. And although my first impressions left me in a state of confusion, I felt really happy to be here. Seemed like a pretty cool challenge. So, welcome to a new home, little girl!