One week later I got another email from Juane saying We took your profile to the hosting university and after their review, they agreed on making one extra spot for you. You have one week to pay the tuition which will be supported by 70 % scholarship. And that was the moment when I knew that I have a summer school to attend. In Los Angeles, California. Together with young professionals from 8 different countries.
Leaving Dubai wasn’t easy, especially because of all the great, amazing, inspiring people I met there. But it wasn’t that difficult either, summer was just kicking in with temperatures attacking 50°C and all my closest friends started leaving the city, too. Sayonara.
Lo and behold, my ass had landed in LAX on one hot Friday afternoon in July 2018 and the adventure began. The first night I spent in an Airbnb nearby the campus. That was a joke, to say the least. The house was different from what was advertised online and it was a mess. A lady arrived an hour late to tell us, that they had moved places and so far, there is no room ready for me and Gabriel, another guy from the program, who I partnered to split the bill. That’s something you don’t want to hear after flying for 26 hours. While I passed out on the sofa, she made some room look like an actual bedroom with beds and towels. And we took it as both of us were tired af.
And the next day we moved to our campus and its 5-star housing compared to the Airbnb earlier.
After 4 hours of beauty nap, as a true Millenial, I downloaded Tinder. You know, just to look around what the neighbourhood has to offer. A few slides left, I am looking at handsome, bearded guy with gorgeous eyes. Swipe right and off to the Walk of Fame in Hollywood.
The next morning I woke up to a Tinder message from that handsome, bearded guy with gorgeous eyes. It said See you at the campus tour today. Say whaaaat?! That little stalker not only did stalk the shit out of me but was also part of the same program. See you there Mr Sherlock, I replied.
We all gathered in an atrium to begin the tour. I came earlier so I could easily monitor the entrance to see that guy coming. And a few minutes later, there he was. Looking even better than on the pictures. About my height, however, with loooooong legs, smile from ear to ear and longish hair. I came to introduce myself. Daniel – that’s his name. Mine is Tomas and I am melting.