The first memory

It was the first time which I stood on the land which was totally difference from my home country. A flight had been flying all the day of August 18, I extremely hoped to have a beautiful moment at a destination where I was going. I had spent time for several months to get ready for moving to USA. Suddenly the flight had landed to O'Hare airport in Chicago, I saw a crowd of passengers had been waiting in a line which was longer than I could see. It seemed that beginning would not be a nice moment as I had thought.

Would the driver have gone? Was there anybody waiting for me? those question was running in my head. At that time, I was supposed to be in front of the airport but I still stuck in the line. I was thinking over about the car which would pick me up to my host family's house If it had gone, How should i do?

Two hours had been passing fast. I'd gotten through the crowd and I hurriedly carried my luggage and went out to the terminal. I was looking for any plate that my name written down. It was supposed to have anyone who was calling out my name but there all were others' names.

In the strange land surrounding with strangers, there was no one whom I ever known, a fright was happening to me. Luckily, my hand was carrying a paper written the phone number of Limousine agency but unfortunately, my phone had no service and any internet signal couldn't work. Although a panic spread through my head, I tried to regain my composure, walked around the airport looking for the public telephones and I eventually got it.

"Hello!" Somebody answered the phone, I tried to explain my situation which had just happened to me. Even if I spoke with a very poor English and I couldn't catch all what he responded, I could understand that no one had waited for me. So, I just hoped that anyone would be able to come back again.

If you used to believe that everything is going to be alright, it would be. It seemed that happy ending could possibly happen to me. The last sentence which I got from the line was I had to wait at the gate 4 so that he would get somebody pick me up. After the man had hung up, "Hurrrrrr" a long sigh sound was blew out from my mouth immediately. It was such a memorable experience exactly!