this time i booked my tickets to arrive in constanta on sunday afternoon. i used blue air this time and i noticed the difference. this airline was so much more organised than wizz air. it was an amazing scenery seeing the world from the sky in daylight. i wasn't as tired as i was last time i took the flight. i had to conserve my energy, i had organised everything, i knew what to expect this time. i was mentally prepared, i felt like i can do this. i had to be strong, i burried the doubts, the sadness, the strong bonds i had with england getting torn at every step i made into this new land, i had to be strong. medicine is my future and thats what i am here to focus on. i need to realise my wish for i am so close to getting on the right track for my life, for the future that i've been shadowing, for the future that i longed for, for the future that i deserve. i had to be strong.
i had packed all my winter clothes, i had made sure i was prepared for the worst. on top of it all, i had to be vigilant, i had to be on my guard at all time. i got to bucharest baneasa airport and i knew exactly which bus i needed. i crossed the road, got to the bus stop and waited for bus number 780, the bus which would take me straight to gare de nord, the international train station within bucharest. but this time i had another twist, to avoid the horrible trains i had researched coaches and found them to be much cheaper, more comfortable and had a direct route with less stops to constanta. i asked a few locals for directs, i just needed to know where i was before i could follow my google map to the coaches. i used gsm trans, which costed merely 50 lei for 4/5 star type of coach compared to the trains which weren't even first class costed 89 lei. from the first time i reached the coaches i knew this was so much better. there was hardly any engine noise, there were no distractions, no horrible wiffs of stench, the whole journey there were no kids screaming, or romanians over-crowding the area with their music, excessively loud laughs, or even the creepers that can't seem to keep to their seats.
i reached constanta at 9.30pm it was a 3 hour journey - but was far more comfortable than anything so far. i was pleased. the coach took us to the constanta train station conveniently, and as i was about to make my way through public buses to the apartment, the landlord offered to pick me up. this was a god send. alhamdu'allah i was blessed with a wonderful landlord that did not treat me like a tourist, but as an individual who was just making their way in life. perhaps it was my honesty that made him open up to me, or perhaps the fact that i didn't have anyone here in romania, i don't really know.. regardless, he was polite, treated me with respect and always advised me on the ways of living here in constanta. these are the kind of people i was searching for to be friends with. honest people like that, who weren't going to take advantage of you in a completely new world.
the area i stayed at was tomis, a modern and fresh area of constanta with many new buildings getting built. on top of it all, the place had central heating unlike the majority of constanta. when i reached the apartment, the number one thing on my mind was to call home and tell everyone that i have reached constanta safely. alhamdu'allah. i connected the broadband, which to the apartment was 16mb broadband, not bad for romania i thought to myself. after i had a cheese sandwich i fell asleep. the landlord had agreed to show me how to get to the university the following day.
i had packed all my winter clothes, i had made sure i was prepared for the worst. on top of it all, i had to be vigilant, i had to be on my guard at all time. i got to bucharest baneasa airport and i knew exactly which bus i needed. i crossed the road, got to the bus stop and waited for bus number 780, the bus which would take me straight to gare de nord, the international train station within bucharest. but this time i had another twist, to avoid the horrible trains i had researched coaches and found them to be much cheaper, more comfortable and had a direct route with less stops to constanta. i asked a few locals for directs, i just needed to know where i was before i could follow my google map to the coaches. i used gsm trans, which costed merely 50 lei for 4/5 star type of coach compared to the trains which weren't even first class costed 89 lei. from the first time i reached the coaches i knew this was so much better. there was hardly any engine noise, there were no distractions, no horrible wiffs of stench, the whole journey there were no kids screaming, or romanians over-crowding the area with their music, excessively loud laughs, or even the creepers that can't seem to keep to their seats.
i reached constanta at 9.30pm it was a 3 hour journey - but was far more comfortable than anything so far. i was pleased. the coach took us to the constanta train station conveniently, and as i was about to make my way through public buses to the apartment, the landlord offered to pick me up. this was a god send. alhamdu'allah i was blessed with a wonderful landlord that did not treat me like a tourist, but as an individual who was just making their way in life. perhaps it was my honesty that made him open up to me, or perhaps the fact that i didn't have anyone here in romania, i don't really know.. regardless, he was polite, treated me with respect and always advised me on the ways of living here in constanta. these are the kind of people i was searching for to be friends with. honest people like that, who weren't going to take advantage of you in a completely new world.
the area i stayed at was tomis, a modern and fresh area of constanta with many new buildings getting built. on top of it all, the place had central heating unlike the majority of constanta. when i reached the apartment, the number one thing on my mind was to call home and tell everyone that i have reached constanta safely. alhamdu'allah. i connected the broadband, which to the apartment was 16mb broadband, not bad for romania i thought to myself. after i had a cheese sandwich i fell asleep. the landlord had agreed to show me how to get to the university the following day.
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