When your dream come true...

…The washing machine shuddered, the radio died, and the kettle stopped mid boil. The power was out again. She peered out of her window to make sure it wasn’t just her house was affected and then when she saw it…

Her lottery ticket. She won R3.000. 000 and was it true?

Really?

Three million rands?

No kidding.

O, my God! Well, she must pinch herself that it is true.

It is true. She verified with Lotto people. She did won.

Nice. Well done. Do you really think she doesn’t know what to do with all that money?

Hah!

Nothing, like that.

Bite your elbow.

She knows what to do. And all that stupid, talk that people who won lottery, spent money for stupid things and become broken, because they don’t know how to manage their money… Not her, of course.

So, really, what’s the plan?

I think she should go to USA and try to settle there. After all, this land is a land for all immigrants. I am watching all that movies about life in USA and I think, I can picture myself in it. Imagine, you are in New-York, strolling on Madison avenue,sitting in a café, dancing on Time Square.

Or, you are visiting Hollywood, with all the excitement of being in California, possibility to rub shoulders with interesting people. Or, picture yourself in a movie. “Gossip Girl”, may be? “Something’s gotta give”? “It’s complicated!” Or “The Good Wife”, for example.

I can do it.

No, I can totally do it.

I heard, that more and more of my friends, and even family are emigrating, even my brother –in-law, who, I thought, was not able to do anything.

Now he got up and found a job in Mexico with American visa.

Imagine yourself in USA- your basics are covered, and you work- not because you have to, but because you love to work, something creative of course.

Three million rands not a lot of money, they can be finished soon.

But with good luck and some knowledge we can manage to live and to reinvest our capital.

And to travel, of course…

All nice talks on internet how he, or she went here and there.

Well, in reality, very often it sucks.

The plane is late, may be the weather is not good, accommodation is expensive, you are running out of patience with all travel arrangements, the food is not right for you and you are realizing that possibly the best place is now your home, sweet home with whatever you like it there.

But next day comes, and you are ready for adventure again.

So, next stop is Hawaii? You are sitting on a beach, sipping “Margeritas”, “Pina Coladas” and watch sunset and the sea. Not bad.

Or Tailand?

Or Arctica?

I think it is time to wake up.