First picture taken in Budapest. My ex-terrace.
One year abroadWell actually more than one year. For a lot of people this shouldnt seem like a big deal, but I think for someone who never left his home, and always had all his family (difficult, crazy, kind of strange acting/ like the latino way, but for nothing in the world changeable) its hard to look back whats being left behind in order to move to another stage of life.
A series of things made me took the decision of experience to live abroad (yes, I'm looking at you asshole(s) who are ruining my country), and seeing it in perspective I don't regret the decision I made. To be honest I think it was necessary for me to take this step, to move forward on my life.
The smelliest tram stop in Budapest.
But the truth is, you are not there, and you wont be there, and you have to try to keep living this experience, of course without one second forgetting who you are, where you come from, and what did you come to do in the first place. Although the last one may differ, because as life proves, nothing is written in stone, and plans changes as easily as this fucking Hungarian weather changes from cold to hot (yes, by rule I should make comments about the weather at least every 2 posts).
So yes, its one year already and I could make several questions about this subject :
Do I feel that passed fast?
Tell me to say an answer in 3 seconds, and I will say yes, but if I think about it more throughly, I have lived a lot of things here, and putting all those things together gives the impression that time passed in a normal way.
Did I changed?
Of course I did, I have been living in this strange country (strange just used as an adjective to refer to something completely different than I'm used to), eating, breathing and living things that I could never foresee that I would live if you asked me about 2 years ago. Its difficult not to change, you would have to be the most asocial human being in the history of mankind. Come on, I work with computers, but we all computer geeks do have social skills.
Do I regret my decision?
Of course absolutely no. Things happens for a reason, this was suppose to happen, and my own self its happy that it happened, haven't seen yet the whole reason, but its cool.
Arukereso (still dont know how to pronunce it) offices.
The clock is ticking, my time here is fading, and no way I can be here without doing nothing.
Also I should stop messing around and write more often.
Adios/Bye/Szia
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario