Beauty is always beyond our expectation,
and it is not an excuse that I got lost in New Haven the first day.
Warm sunshine, light wind and shiny roofs.
I walked along the old-fashion street with the friend I just met in the dining
hall, Ingrid. How we met each other is a coincidence too – we sat together
accidentally, started a normal conversation then became friends. We went to the
international student office together with the help of Google map and thanks to
its “effort”, we went in the wrong direction and got dizzy in the splendid but
unmarked buildings.
“Where are we now?”
”It
seems much further.”
“Why
not ask a passer-by?”
On the way to finding the right direction,
we came across the Art Gallery, the School of Architecture, some beautiful shops
and cute restaurants. The most unforgettable one is the "Book and Snake
Tomb". Unfortunately we did not know much about this fourth old secret
society in Yale at that time, so we just walked around it and were surprised
with the marvelous architecture style. After acknowledging more on the
Internet, I became interested in visiting it again to meet those great spirits.
Book and Snake Tomb is a quiet place for
people lamenting, remembering, and finding their true self. Though the sunshine
is warm and leaves are shiny, you did not have the uncomfortable feeling but
the quiet and peace of mind. I wandered along the paths and passed by the grey,
marble tombs, always thinking: If I died now, would I regret not having done
something and taken advantage of my youth? The answer is YES. Luckily it is the desire to explore and dream that energizes our occasionally tired body to keep functioning.
With dreams to fulfill, those who have
academic ambition take Yale as a dream place for pursuing higher achievements. From
Ingrid, I knew her sister is immersing in the architecture study. She is the
girl who would like to take several trains and change shifts to arrive at an
unknown place, only wanting to see a gorgeous church and learning something
from its architectural style. That's why we were so excited to see the School
of Architecture, a paradise for Ingrid's sister.
The time we wasted that day was not a
waste. Though we got tired after the useless walking, the unexpected scenery
made tiredness just disappeared in wind.
Getting lost does not just bring you the
anxiety. It can also mean you are immersing in a fantasy, which I will never
want it fade away.
