Blog Entry-Chișinău

     It was late December 2018, and after a long and exhausting trip, I finally arrived with my parents in Chișinău, the capital of Moldova.

   Our local relatives came to pick us up at the rendezvous, which was the bus station near the airport. The gray clouds stood over the old soviet buildings and everything that was under those clouds would plunge into darkness. The city seemed depressing and uneventful.

The cold weather would add to the already gray mixture.

    However, all that coldness was warmed away by the family, we hadn't seen each other in years, it was a much-awaited moment. With them, I spent Christmas and New Year's Eve there. The apparently dead city lit up for the occasions, the streets were lively and the roads were busy, it reminded me of an awakening.

    I liked this trip because I learned about how much we miss something we “hate” when we don't have it. I hate when Lagos is so crowded during the Summer, but when there were no people, I missed the liveliness of a city. One of the highlights was that when the clock hit 12:00 on the 31st of December, an enormity of fireworks were launched into the sky, but when all calmed down and the noise dispersed, it started to snow, like a “cliché” movie scene.

By Máximo Jitchi