Well this is it…. the end of the
course. The eighth meeting. Sort of bittersweet honestly. Alya and I planned to
meet last Thursday; however, she had something come up. We rescheduled for Monday,
but then I had something come up. Finally, on Wednesday, we met at our usual
spot for our conversation. This meeting was different from the others though.
Today, I had the privilege of meeting with Alya, as well as Mohammad, Alya’s
husband.
We did not talk about much new
honestly. It was sort of a recap of all of our conversations because Alya’s
husband kind of dominated the conversation. I was nervous that he was coming at
first, but he turned out to be a nice person. His English is not as good as
Alya’s, but we bonded over Hopdoddy and caramel and salt milkshakes. He thanked
me profusely for helping them discover Hopdoddy. He told all of his friends
about it and said many of them eat there every single day. It felt cool to be
able to recommend someone to a restaurant and it become their absolute
favorite. We talked again about their tests and plans for the future. Mohammad
asked me a lot about my plans for basically the rest of my life, and I had to
tell him I had absolutely no idea what I wanted to do or major in. I’m only a
sophomore; I still have time to figure it all out.
This is not how I expected our last
meeting to go down. It was sort of surreal but also very abrupt. I don’t know
what I was expecting and looking back on it, I don’t see how anything except
what happened would have happened. However, it still seemed a little weird. I
hope I helped Alya with her English, and I hope she has a good life. I will
most likely never see her again. Kind of weird to think about. Oh well… It’s
been a great semester!

That is an awesome feeling when you tell someone something and they end up loving it. I didn't read all of your blogs, but I'm guessing Hopdoddy is a restaurant in Austin? And I could imagine it being intimidating meeting her husband, but I'm glad it worked out alright.
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