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A day, I decided to take a flight.I was checking in at the airport. It was the first time I got on a plane without knowing what would happen tomorrow, or what fate held for me. After three layovers and lost myself in the immense airports, I had arrived at my destination very tired. It was the dawn. I saw a girl asleep in bed that would be my future roommate. My travel experience began. My Peruvian roommate and I exchanged various cultural traditions. So that, that after a week of sharing our room, we felt as we would have been living together so long.I thought I took the worse decision in my life when I got in the plane. However, while typing, I acknowledge that without it, I would have not been telling now the best experience of my life. The day began. The first trip was to go to the Grand Canyon. While on the bus, I leaned my head towards the window and looked through it. Everything was unknown; the train running at such speed with merchandise, the signs seemed larger and brighter than ever. The landscape was so arid and full of cactus showing its imposing beauty. Six hours passed, and, finally, my eyes saw a sign announcing that we had arrived. There would be no perfect description of one of this wonder of the world; snow, cabins, huge trees as pillars of a Goddess maison. Getting absorbed by an imposing landscape was my feeling at that moment. As the birds were free flying over me, my heart was calm and fulfilled with hope. Future dreams were invading my soul. That landscape with unique colors, colossal mountains brought to my mind the idea that I had lived 21 years without painting my life with enough colors. This is how the days went by. This time, I was at the Arizona Desert Museum, a place with a lot of local animals, variety of cactus, and all the enchanting mystery of the desert. Knowing that I had never given so much importance to small things - I always wanted "big" - I started to understand the beautiful when from simple is the beginning to comprehend and untie the complexity of things. I learned to appreciate and understand the sunsets. When in a cold and windy night, we went to say goodbye to the Lemon Mountain, I felt that how the wind can hug you. There, I understood that each second, minute, and hour do not come back. At this moment I wanted to go back in time to hug mom and dad and apologize for when I made them feel sad. I wanted to call my siblings to tell them that I love them very much, and if I ever mentioned the phrase " I hate you," it was not from my heart. I wanted to hug my dogs and tell them that they taught me what loyalty and true love means. Then, time to go back home came. Traveling I realized that nothing comes back, no flavor, no sunset, no road. I learned to let it go and flow to enjoy the surprises the destiny holds. I comprehend that the best and unique moments come simpler than what we think, and that happiness and lifetime experiences only need a backpack. The whole world would become your best friend connecting your "real you" with your dreams. From there, until the end of your life book, you will never stop telling or remembering how the wins hugs you, or the magnificence of a Mountain welcomes you.