As someone who hasn't traveled anywhere in ages, and who is an expert about all the beautiful places all over the world but only through films and pictures I'd be watching pictures of Italy or movies like (Eat, pray, love) with tears in my eyes (not sure if it's tears of emotion or pure envy though) I always knew I'll get there, I always knew that someday I'll be that citizen of the world that I'll be absolutely free and I'll get on that airplane and I'll go to MY Italy that I've been dying to see, but it's that sort of knowledge that you don't really believe the dream-knowledge if I may say.
Back to Egypt, my life is pretty good, but when has life ever been good enough? I have a good job in a fancy place (fancy on the outside that is, no place is really ever is once you're in) where I'm doing the 9 to 5 pace, although it's never a 9 to 5 (always 15 minutes after 9, and don't even count how many hours after 5 :'( ) stress level heading to the roof, good salary wasted on coffee and comfort food and comfort tech devices, or comfort anything that will make you forget for a while that you have to wake up tomorrow and do it all over again.
I started to look that life was going to be like this, that the route is now clear, you work here, you will continue to work here, you will die here. (This thought always scares the hell out of me) and that was exactly when that email came to me, among the hundreds of emails of film announcements on the mailing list of the Italian Cultural Institute (the one I'm a member of to feel I am in anyway remotely connected to Italy)
It was a scholarship program in Italy!! Yes the Italy, I saw it I kinna froze a little bit and being the optimistic person I am, I knew it was one of those no-way opportunities that pass in front of your envious eyes and that nostalgically cross your mind every now and then when you've really had it with your life.
Still I decided why not read it, hmmmm, seems doable, write a project about cooperation? don't know much about that but still why not, as it turns out a short deadline and necessity can make your mind do miracles, so I wrote the project sent the CV did the whole thing, sent the email and waited for the presentation and interviews day.
The day came, I attended the presentation, didn't really get much of what they were talking about, it wasn't much different than the written stuff anyway, waited for my turn to interview, and waited, ..... and waited, I can't remember how many hours it was, but yeah I'm talking Hourssss, to make a long story short I actually passed.... I was actually going to Italy !!!! All I had to do was give up on my job, give up on the suitor that came just in time before the time of traveling and convince my parents to let me live alone for 5 months
Of course I don't need to mention the arguments, the stress, the red tape trips in government buildings that leave you going out on the verge of tears and feels much much less like a human being anymore. But after all that it actually happened I got on a plane and I was actually on the way to the Italy of my dreams.
I'd talk about your demons who turns out they don't leave you even if you leave them the entire country, I'd talk about the food the music the people, but that is just a whole other story
I started to look that life was going to be like this, that the route is now clear, you work here, you will continue to work here, you will die here. (This thought always scares the hell out of me) and that was exactly when that email came to me, among the hundreds of emails of film announcements on the mailing list of the Italian Cultural Institute (the one I'm a member of to feel I am in anyway remotely connected to Italy)
It was a scholarship program in Italy!! Yes the Italy, I saw it I kinna froze a little bit and being the optimistic person I am, I knew it was one of those no-way opportunities that pass in front of your envious eyes and that nostalgically cross your mind every now and then when you've really had it with your life.
Still I decided why not read it, hmmmm, seems doable, write a project about cooperation? don't know much about that but still why not, as it turns out a short deadline and necessity can make your mind do miracles, so I wrote the project sent the CV did the whole thing, sent the email and waited for the presentation and interviews day.
The day came, I attended the presentation, didn't really get much of what they were talking about, it wasn't much different than the written stuff anyway, waited for my turn to interview, and waited, ..... and waited, I can't remember how many hours it was, but yeah I'm talking Hourssss, to make a long story short I actually passed.... I was actually going to Italy !!!! All I had to do was give up on my job, give up on the suitor that came just in time before the time of traveling and convince my parents to let me live alone for 5 months
Of course I don't need to mention the arguments, the stress, the red tape trips in government buildings that leave you going out on the verge of tears and feels much much less like a human being anymore. But after all that it actually happened I got on a plane and I was actually on the way to the Italy of my dreams.
I'd talk about your demons who turns out they don't leave you even if you leave them the entire country, I'd talk about the food the music the people, but that is just a whole other story
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