A COLOMBIAN DREAM PART 3

CANCUN MEXICO

INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT

9 P.M.

Ron 'alter ego' Chuck is waiting for Christina. His sunglasses hide an scar. Is a trademark 'earned' after taking over a Casino pool owned by the Mob. His little 'Colombian Guinea pig', like he called her, has arrived finally. Those six hours were enough for Christina. Who was happy to step out of the plane. Her red hair was done 2 days before and that made a difference for a change.

"Hola, hola! amiguita!" are the first words said in Spanish to her. "Hi! Ron! You look taller than I thought. Nice meeting you!" says Christina with a natural smile.

"You don't look too bad for 26. Damn! babe!"

"Please stop it, I'm just me"

"Viva Colombia!"

He is pleased with her and he doesn't refrain any emotions. She knew that the Conference in Mexico was an excuse. He paid Online for her plane ticket and that was what really mattered. Her time in Cancun was going to be short. Her next stop, in a week, is going to be Los Angeles and then 'Sin city' Vegas.

MADRID-BARAJAZ

INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT

1 A.M.

One of the busiest airport in Europe, fourth place if we are not wrong and receiving over 45 million passengers a year. This is not exception for Adrianne, who finally gets her puppy out of the kennel cargo area. A taxi limo driver with her name on a pink paper brings her attention. " We have her Manolo," says the Driver to someone on the other line of his cell.

" Hello there, I'm Adrianne and you must be...?"

"Hi Senorita mia," I'm the driver that is going to take you to your Hotel room in downtown Madrid"

" Oh great! The agency told me that they would take care of everything"

"Of course, you are not the first one to come to Madrid sponsored by this Top agency"

The driver is studying lasciviously her every move and Addrianne's puppy is already paying him back with an answer to nature's call. "So sorry! Reese! what did you do?" Adrienne apologizes asking for the nearest ladies restroom. "Oh, yes young lady! You go straight 20 feet and look for it on your right side. You won't miss it" Adrianne is hesitating but drops the ball. " Would you be so kind as of watching my dog? I mean, she is done with her needs, you know?" The taxi driver cannot hide his ire. "Sure, why not?, as long as she doesn't sees me as another tree..."

Adrianne is fixing her hair and relining her lipstick, when she sees a vision on the mirror in front of her. Her Mother is right behind her, trying to get closer to embrace her. Immediately she turns around scared. Nothing, just a sign stating, "Please, Do not throw toilet paper in the Toilet"

She panics and leaves the bathroom. "What's the matter senorita Adrianna, why are you crying?" asks the Taxi driver concerned. "Please it's been a long trip. Just take me out of here, would you?"

LONDON HEATHROW

INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT SAME TIME

Marcela made it safe and sound, but here comes the problem. In Colombia you are used to your environment, your food and your music. Her first thought is of a tortilla called Arepa comes to her mind. Her mom's death of cervical Cancer touched her so much. From then on she said she was not going to have babies at all. "Why bringing babies to this unfair world?" She says as she check her flight connection to Stockholm, in Sweden. " Oh my God! Is so cold in here and my English from the 'Colombo Academy' is terrible! No way! Everything is in Euros and this coffee is..tastes like a 'rip off'"

Marcela sits exhausted on the waiting area and notices a guy across her seat and at times she cannot help looking, but he is busy with his laptop. She wants to know how cold English men are in real life. Her next move is bolder, she starts crossing her legs and smiling to her favorite tune from her Ipod-nano. The English guy smiles back and makes a move that mimics hers, awkwardly but she thinks that is cute. "Your attention please, Passengers bound to Stockholm Via Amsterdam, Flight KL-0643 from KLM is Boarding on Gate 5"

Marcela sadly stands up, but waves goodbye. "Gusto en conocerla," says the Guy in clear Spanish. "Oh my god! you know Spanish?" She stops everything and smiles uncontrollably. " No sorry, that's all I know from my Spanish classes but I wish I could've learned more, so I can talk to a beauty like yours," responds the English guy surprising Marcela with his down to earth talking. "So sorry but, I gotta go! My plane is ready to take off. Nice meeting you!"

Marcela thinks that she is not ready for a different world but her life is already changing and she cannot stop it.

"Miss Marcela Cardona, Please report to Gate 5, Miss Marcela Cardona please report to Gate 5.." Is all she hears through the speakers and that makes her run...

TO BE CONTINUED