God, I Look to You

After about 24 hours of flying, I finally arrived in India. Before arriving at my final destination in Goa, I had a layover in the Mumbai airport. To get to my plane I had to take a bus. I remember stepping on to the bus, being scared of everyone around me. It was dark, musty and crowded. I knew not what was to come. Right when I was about to cry a song popped into my head and I started to sing to myself, "God I look to you, I wont be overwhelmed, give me vision, to see things like you do. God I look to you, you're where my help comes from. Give me wisdom, you know just what to do." and instantly, my heart felt peace. Three hours after arriving in Mumbai, I got off the plane in Goa and walked towards the outside of the tiny airport. The air was pregnant with moisture and full of strange smells. When my feet finally touched Indian soil, my heart felt content... but it also felt something else, worry. I didn't see anyone from my team... ANYWHERE. There weren't many people crowding the small doorway, and those who were, were not a part of my team. I decided that one of two options were possible,

1. They were running a little late or

2. I was somehow at the wrong airport.

I thought the second option was probably a little extreme, but since everything was in Hindi... 

"No way, that could never be possible... Could it?" I waited. Still, no team... Fifteen, minutes went by, I wasn't too worried. Thirty minutes went by, still, no team... Had no contact information, no address, no phone number, no internet... nothing. So I waited. Finally, after fourty-five minutes I heard a familiar voice call my name. I burst into tears. I saw a few of my sweet teammates running towards me. We embraced, crying, laughing, reunited at last.
After we were finished saying our hellos, we walked towards a crowded parking lot where our taxi driver was waiting. I loaded my bag into the car and we drove into the streets, swarming with people and vehicles. At first I thought I might die in a car crash before I even got to my new home but eventually, we made it. I walked into the kitchen where the rest of my team was waiting for my arrival, they all said big "Hellos!!!" and gave hugs generously.
After making sure I said hi to everyone, I made my bed, jumped in the shower and put on my clothes... It was time to go shopping!!
A few of us took a bus to the nearest town and we shopped till we dropped... or till I dropped. I wasn't used to the time change yet. I bought a few outfits, a water bottle, a mosquito net, and some fruit for a snack. I was scared to eat anything other than fruit for fear of tummy ache, besides, traveling took away my appetite. As soon as we got back to the house, I went to my bed and crashed at the late hour of 6:00 in the evening. After at least 10 years of dreaming, of imagining what it would be like to go to India, I had finally made it, I was finally there and all was well with my soul.