The fall semester had just ended, on a common Saturday, Father, Mother, Sabir and I were at Millennium park interacting with nature; a traditional way of spending the weekend in my family. My dad and I were playing soccer against Mom and Sabir. My father made us a surprise; he whispered into my ear, “We are going on a vacation this holiday.” We were in ultimate excitement and surprise, very happy and excited. That was an opportunity we had long waited for, and here it was. Vacations were in high demand and expensive that time of the year. The fever of vacation was rising, reality TV shows showing how vacation was, especially a group vacation. Although these vacations are strictly for the upper class, we were able to afford one. Sabir had earlier contacted a variety of companies that organize vacations of different budgets and duration, unfortunately all of them we filled and most of them had a waiting list that we did not want to join. Our quest for vacation began to fade day by day, until I came up with an idea, “a self-organized vacation.” I planned all the places and days we were going to spend in each city, including the cost. My father was very impressed with the outcome of my work. I planned spending ten days on the vacation, visiting New York, Washington D.C., Indianapolis and Los Angeles, costing some thousands of dollars.The funds were allocated to transport, accommodation, feeding and shopping. On the 24th of January 2014 we went to downtown Houston to buy our tickets. Fortunately for us we met and old family friend that lives in New York. We were very happy, we told him about our trip and he even offered us accommodation when we arrive New York. We exchanged contacts and left home with the tickets for a first flight the next morning. On the 24th of December 2014, Aunty Ejim arrived home early. We all were busy putting our luggage together, very excited and happy, and everyone was wearing his best clothes. We were off to George Bush Intercontinental Airport, an hour drive from my home. The airport was