Bienvenido! Inhaled in the hush of unfamiliar breeze, letting the scent of change settle in my soul. "¿Puedo ver su pasaporte, por favor?" I paused— The more I think it through, The longer I stayed in a loop— confused. The Spanish I had acquired dissolved at the border, a mere drop against the flood of fluent voices. After what felt like eternity, words came into my mouth— "No hablo español. I speak English." The looks on their faces showed that they were nowhere close to surprised. "Marko, por favor ven! Ella habla inglés, ¿puedes ayudarnos a interpretar?" "Please, we need your passport". Damn! I'm such a clown, Pasaporte is passport in English. Here you go. Though the calendar has turned countless times, the echoes of these moments still ring as if it were just yesterday. Embracing a new culture, and learning another language. 365 days from home, An ocean, and angular distance of 74.5 degrees away. Padre celestial, te amo gracias, por tu misericordia en mi vida y mi familia. Tu presencia siempre está conmigo.