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I remember when I first arrived to the United States. Even before the plane landed, the little windows in the airplane revealed the city´s lights. As I walked off the plane, cold air hit my face making me miss the tropical weather from El Salvador. Later inside the airport, some people were wearing big coats and hats, which I had seen on television, but never up close. I felt a little dizzy and needed to sit down, and then my cell phone rang. It was my Aunt Tania. She was waiting for me outside in the passenger pick-up area, so I walked quickly to the exit. In fact, I was so excited that I forgot my luggage. Finally, when the sliding glass door opened to the outside, there was my aunt, a woman I had not seen in over ten years. After she hugged me, I felt that particular sense of being at home. I learned that family is part of those few ones that will never let you down.