It's the first time for me to leave my beloved parent for so long, to go abroad, to land on the U.S., which has always been stimulating me, though might not be the real stimulant.
I still remember the very excitement when I was in primary school just for a one-day excursion to the near suburbs, while this time, my calmness astonished myself. Maybe I have forever lost that kind of pure mood.
I've got so many realistic concerns, like how to travel abroad by plane myself, how to adapt myself to the new weather, to the superior material equipments, to the people of different originals, and to really understand the different culture. In a word, to prepare myself for the probable longer overseas life. I believe that the mood can always be shared.
Nevertheless, the travel itself is so appealing, including the unsatisfactory. It's just a travel of experience and experience is never limited to those satisfactory.