Journal #4 My First Time to America

About four months ago, it's memorable for me to leave for America by oneself without any experience. There was one extremely strong typhone surrounded Taiwan in the same time, and people coudn't make sure if the airport opened or not, and I was no exception. I was always keeping my eye on the screen of my laptop the night before leaving. After making sure the flight would be on time, my father took me to the airport for 3 hours with my mother. I just tried to calm down, hiding my nerve and anxiety on the way to airport, thinking that how one girl stepped out of her country in different language by herself without any help. I just thought of " Let it be," "everything will be fine," and tried not too much imagination in case of my parents worry. After arriving the airport, my parents stayed with me for a while that we took pictures to memorize, and then came to my friends seeing off my leaving. I tried to relax, but I failed and cried when I walked into the Departure hoping no one can see it. When the airplaine flied with noisy engine, I couldn't burst crying sitting my window seat and wiped my endless tears with tissues just because of fear. On the way to America, all I could do was just sleeping and crying, even couldn't touch presents which my friends gave me. I thought woman sitting besides me might can't believe that I wished I could escape out of airplane just like a prison. By the way, I didn't know how come my stomach get hurgry frquently, and I thought it was just the reason of too much focus on tears. After 11 hours flight, I just follwed people in the same trip and lied up for custom allowing your arrival. I just felt curious and lucky that I met the black kind custom, and black guy who was responsible for arranging shuttle which I took. Here came to one interesting thing that you might can't believe I took 2 hours back and forth at LAX airport because of no courage walking outside. I really pretended that I wasn't new, just as a usual. After taking my smooth-going adventure, I arrived at my host family's home paying 50 dollars included tips, my home's mom said " You're home!" when she saw my in the first sight. It was such a wondering experience and shock to me that I really couldn't believe I was really in America lasting for 2 months.