21 Memories

Have you ever listened a song and been completely transported to another day, another place, even feel the smell of that day, – I’ve always thought that the days have aromas-

Today it happened and so hard… I was watching video auditions to programs like American Idol and The X Factor when the background music of the Janet Devlin’s presentation was “Set Fire to The Rain” by Adele and woooooow, I was transported in two seconds at Monterrey, to the days before the trip that changed my life, my summer at EF New York.

In that moment I saw myself playing Wii with my roommate, preparing the roast with my friends from Mty, the nights game between foreigns, and my full days cooking fondant cupcakes. The smell from the kitchen almost touches my senses in those 15 seconds intro, while I remembered my first talk with Franz, a guy form Mty, whom I met through Facebook hours before go to New York.

So, I switched to iTunes and Adele’s 21 began; immediately the atmosphere changed, it was cold in my head, the rain left a very particular smell on the streets of Tarrytown, on my way to the train terminal, and thinking about the person who in fifteen days changed my life, Lorenzo, while “Turning Tables” sounded. It was Aug. 18 I was traveling by train to Manhattan looking for the Lomography store on 8th street. I was walking from Grand Central Station with a beautiful sunny day. The smell of the Big Apple was completely different to suburbs; in Soho the atmosphere was… different, impossible to explain at this time, I just feel butterflies.

“One and Only” and I remember the night when the rain didn’t stop and a couple of umbrellas found themselves between Lugari Hall and Spellman Auditorium on the EF campus, asking a thousand times “Why?”; times, meetings, forgetfulness, talks that dragged on before leaving, took the meeting which made a lump on the throat. It was a completely and strong “No”. “I dare you to let me be your one and only…”

I kept thinking; my mind was like a ghost that just appears in new places, Times Square, and I found myself under the big M of McDonald’s, then I found him in the crowd. We ate at T.G.I.F, Tak, Carlos and Lorenzo, almost die by a Buffalo boneless. So red.

“You know how the time flies, only yesterday was the time of our lives”, Hilene, Sasha and I are singing toward the Brazilian bar in the center of Tarrytown. We stole some leaves from a tree in the way. “Chama, it seems like marihuana.” We laughed.

Ends 21 and “This is how the story went I met someone by accident, it blew me away…” and my eyes get blurred, “The morning rain, although I wish that you were here; that same old road that brought me here is calling me home” describes how exactly was the day when I left NY. The trip ends and I return to my beautiful “Sultana del Norte”, it became my home, there I took a lot of who I am today, the city that adopted me.

Decisions, farewells, move, and 21 finished. The cycle was closed.

Les ha pasado que escuchan una canción y los transporta completamente a otro día, otro lugar; inclusive sientes el aroma de ese día -siempre he pensado que los días tienen aromas-

Hoy me pasó y muy cañón, por así decirlo… estaba en mi recorrido nocturno de vídeos de audiciones a programas como American Idol y The X Factor cuando la música de fondo de la presentación de Janet Devlin era “Set Fire to The Rain” de Adele, y wow, me transporté en dos segundos a Monterrey, a esos días previos al viaje que cambió mi vida; a mi verano en EF New York. 

En ese momento me vi jugando Wii con mi roommate, preparando la carne asada con mis amigos regios, las noches de juegos entre foráneos, y mis días completos cocinando cupcakes decorados con fondant. El olor de estos últimos casi toca mis sentidos en esos 15 segundos de intro, mientras recordaba la primera plática con Franz, un regio que se encontraba en EF, al que conocí vía Facebook y me decía cómo estaba la escuela a horas antes de partir de mi adorado Monterrey. 

Sin pensarlo dos veces me pasé a iTunes y 21 de Adele comenzó a sonar, inmediatamente el ambiente cambió, hacía frío en mi cabeza, la lluvia dejaba un olor muy particular sobre las calles de Tarrytown, bajaba el caminito para tomar el tren, y pensaba en una sola persona que en quince días le dio un giro a mi vida, Lorenzo; mientras “Turning Tables” sonaba. Era 18 de agosto, estaba viajando en tren rumbo a Manhattan en busca de una tienda llamada “Lomography” en la 8th street. La canción seguía y yo ya iba caminando desde la Grand Central Station acompañada de un bello día soleado. El olor de la Gran Manzana era completamente diferente a los suburbios newyorkinos; en Soho se respiraba un ambiente… diferente, imposible de explicar en este momento, solo siento mariposas. 

“One and Only” y recuerdo la noche en que no dejó de llover y un par de paraguas se encontraron entre Lugari Hall y Spellman Auditorium en el campus de EF; preguntábamos mil veces ¿por qué?; tiempos, coincidencias, olvidos, pláticas que se alargaron antes de salir, llevaron al encuentro que anudaba la garganta de ambos. Ya había un rotundo, No. “I dare you to let me be your one and only…” 

Seguí pensando, mi mente se fue como un fantasma que solo se aparece en lugares nuevos, a Times Square, y me encontré debajo de la M de McDonald’s; lo encontré entre la multitud. Cenamos, Tak, Carlos y Lorenzo casi mueren por unos Buffalo boneless. Rojos todos. 

“You know how the time flies, only yesterday was the time of our lives”, Hilene, Sasha y yo vamos cantando rumbo al bar brasileño en el centro de Tarrytown. Robamos algunas hojas de un árbol en el camino. “Parece marihuana chama”. Reíamos. 

Termina 21 y “This is how the story went I met someone by accident, it blew me away…” y se nubla mi mirada. “The morning rain, although I wish that you were here; that same old road that brought me here is calling me home”, describe tal y como era el día en fue la partida. Termina el viaje y regreso a mi bella sultana del norte. La ciudad que se volvió mi hogar, la ciudad en donde adopté mucho de lo que soy hoy, la ciudad que me adoptó.

Decisiones, despedidas, mudanza, y 21 terminó. Ese ciclo se cerró. 

[[Photos taken with iPhone 4]]
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