A kid who waved at aero planes

When I was a child, I used to watch the passenger planes flying high above the sky, disappearing behind the mountains. I used wave my hands at it, my mother used to tell me that these planes were heading to China so one day I made a wish that I would fly in this this plane someday.
Fifteen years later my wish was suddenly fulfilled. I was selected as a youth delegate to represent my university in Beijing.
When we boarded the plane and it took off, I found myself stuck to the window staring in to the vast darkness below, as if seeking that little kid who once used to wave his hands at planes.

After a journey of 6 hours we reached Beijing and next day we set out for the Great Wall, it was an ecstatic moment and my heart beat fastened with each step. I was both excited and sad at the same time because I had left my better half and my angel of happiness back in Pakistan.
Finally the wait was over and the thirst of my eyes came to a halt when I cast my eyes upon the Great Wall of China.
I felt here as if my soul had amalgamated with this gigantic monument. I felt as if I was deluded, my mind could conjure the images of the Han dynasty, soldering and patrolling of men. I felt as if I could hallucinate the milieu of the times gone past. I was lost in the charm of its talisman.
The very next day we arrived at the Forbidden palace. I could see my colleagues dashing out to take selfies and shots but for me I felt as if I was tangled in a spell. I wandered the explicit forbidden palace alone and there I lived the moment of my life i.e. a life of an explorer and a wanderer.
The national museum of China was a joyous visit; the museum was embellished with paintings to statues and artifacts of every kind. I was so overwhelmed by this place that I was left behind so I had to catch a taxi to take me back to the hotel.
Then the last visit we had was a visit to the Terracotta warriors. There stood legions of proud and bold Terracotta warriors dressed in pride, as if waiting to be awakened at the order of the gods to serve their one true emperor.

This was my first ever visit to a foreign land that has reincarnated in me the will to travel and explore this magnificent world.
These memories shall reside in the cosmos of memories since the end of times. I have made a wish to God that I may be molded in to an eagle in the next life so that I may sail over the winds and become what I have also wished to become, a wanderer and an explorer.