September 11th was the day we left Cody... To say I was upset and depressed is an understatement... I was devastated! Of course, I understood that everything comes to an end eventually, but it's so hard to say goodbye to things you've grown used to and come to love...
We received our last paycheck the day before and were shocked that our employers returned all the money we had paid them for hotel accommodation, explaining that they didn't want us to go home empty-handed, especially since we never managed to find a second job.
We bought our tickets to New York online in advance (you need a Visa or Master Card for this... the best sites for booking are expedia and orbitz). Our flight was at 12:50 PM, so we had some time in the morning to say our goodbyes. We also said goodbye to our cozy little room, where so much had happened... I even apologized to it for the fire I started). Around 9:30 AM, Viki picked us up and drove us to the airport. As we drove, I couldn't stop looking at my favorite city... and I felt so sick realizing that I might never be able to walk these familiar streets again. As soon as we pulled up to the airport, we saw our American grandpa, who had also come to see us off. Since we still had time, we went to a cafe to have coffee and talk one last time. When it was time to leave Cody, Aselya and I couldn't hold back our emotions... We expressed our huge gratitude to Viki and Grandpapa for being so kind and treating us like family. After all, if it weren't for them, who knows what would have happened to us. It was a huge surprise that Viki and Grandpapa couldn't hold back their emotions either and started crying... you just can't imagine how touched we were that they valued us so much! Once I got on the plane, I couldn't calm down for a long time and was afraid the flight attendant would think I wasn't quite normal).
Our flight wasn't direct; we had a layover in Salt Lake City... so we had to spend almost the whole day at the airport there. I desperately wanted to see the city, but Aselya said she wouldn't budge from her spot. But even at the airport, I managed to find us some trouble) Realizing there was no way to convince her, I decided to ask her to at least step outside with me to get some fresh air... but we couldn't find that damn exit! Finally, when we saw the long-awaited "Exit" sign, we happily headed straight for that door. Inside, there was a staircase going down and another door... and when we pushed that very door, an alarm went off, worse than the one we had at home. I felt like some kind of terrorist) Terrified, we bolted out of there and saw a sign on the door saying it was for airport staff only.) We immediately blended into the crowd and tried to act natural. After that, Aselya said she would never listen to me again in her life (and rightly so). Moral of the story: please, don't go through any unknown doors!)
