Another most upsetting thing is that they lost my baggage (all my precious photos all in the backpack, my memerios) The custom officers all seems so setreotype, without any form of compassion or trust for people. I had a list of complaints to be made.
But now that I am back home, I believe there is a purpose (soon I will find out); if not, I had learnt my lesson (assume or persume too much)
I was upset, at the moment when I had actually boarded the plane, tears came flowing down my eyes. I was sad that I could not enrol or influence the officers in anyway (I was so confident my my enrolling power, my success rate had always been high since my traveling) But I actually failed this time, I tried till the last minute (never give up of all possiblities and finding ways to speak to the Chief or anyone whom I think can help) I was prepared to do anything to stay, but it just did not work out this time. Maybe I had now entered into the real world of laws, rules and systems, distrusting. Maybe me being in Latino world for quite a while (where rules are flexible) and so often able to get my way around.
Now what's next? I don't know, but I know I need time to think about it. So many possiblities, so many thing I can plan and want to do.
Will my travels end here already? Really depends.
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