Descriptive Essay About Taiwan Trip

I am your pilot this morning, and I will be taking you to Newark, New Jersey. The flight will be about three hours. Sit back, relax and have a good flight. I looked to my left to see my parents on their phones, not paying attention to any of their surroundings. There was a long line of people in the aisle waiting to take their seats, each person pushing large suitcases. In the row across for us, Jack was sitting in the row seat listening to music. Since there was four of us Jack had to sit by himself with two other strangers but he didn’t mind. The engines suddenly started to roar as I started to get pushed gently back into my seat. The front of the plane started to rise from the ground and as soon as I noticed we were up in the air. I took a deep breathe as I took my backpack out under the seat. I grabbed my new book “Looking for Alaska” and began to read. One of my friends gave it to me as a going away gift because she knew I loved to read. After a while, my mind slowly started to drift off onto a whole different planet. I was still in shock that I just left all my friends and I was moving to New Jersey. The whole situation was not processing through my head and I thought that we were just going on vacation to New Jersey, and we were not actually about to live there. Even thinking about having to make new friends and joining a new soccer team sent chills down my body. I am always shy around new people and now I have to break out of my

As soon as I stepped off the airplane all I could think was, “what on Earth did I get myself into?” This place was hotter than hell and full of people buzzing around speaking a language beyond foreign to me. It was absolutely nothing like what I was expecting to see. Everyday we had the same schedule; we would play basketball against the local teens and after the games we would give the

It didn’t hit me this whole experience was real until I crossed the threshold of the departure bridge into the cabin. I was scared and I was nervous. Moving to New Zealand was easy. I was three and there was still time to make friends. This time, however, I would be walking into a classroom of kids that already have their friend groups sorted. I would also say excited but the other two emotions definitely overpowered the excitement I was feeling. My only knowledge of the house we were moving into was about an hour’s worth of a camcorder walkthrough from some relatives. It looked nice enough on video, but I was apprehensive as to what it looked like in real life. I’m not sure if it was because I had just spent 24 hours in either an airport or an airplane, but when we pulled up to the house I was amazed. I looked better than what the video portrayed and any nervousness I felt earlier melted away. I was excited to start a new chapter of my

The very next week I was ready to experience what it’s like being in another country with different customs and culture. July 3 the day was finally here, I grabbed my suitcase and met with my grandma and we got ready for our flight. As I board the airplane, I had butterflies in my stomach. I think to myself “Wow this is really happening”. A few minutes past by and we take off. The take off was probably the greatest part of the flight, I wasn’t scared or nervous I was having so much fun. After 6-7 hours of being on a plane we finally land in Guatemala City. Leaving the airport everything gets my attention. Kids on the street playing soccer, buildings all next to each other, and color everywhere. I smell different foods from left to right, I'm amazed at everything, it's something I’ll never

The 14-hour flight felt short maybe due to the excitement or the fear of feeling alone, but as soon as I opened my eyes we had arrived. I saw my mother immediately as she came to give me a hug, she was with a man who I had not yet met, he familiarized himself with me stating himself as my mother's boyfriend Neil. Carlo left with his wife soon after and Neil drove us to my new home. We stopped over for food at an In-N-Out, my first attempt at eating at an American fast food restaurant. Hearing and seeing the faces in that restaurant sent a startling shock to my spine, sweat slowly accumulating inside the palms of my hands. We approached the lady behind the register as she asked for what we wanted to order. Her voice seemed almost unnatural to me, her hair looked seemingly blond, and her eyes were blue, features I had not before seen. When the food arrived the portions of the burger were unlike the size of those in the Philippines, strangely this to me this made the world felt as though it was larger as I compared it to the fast food I enjoyed daily back home. When we finally arrived at the house I had noticed it was already past twelve which was odd as I left the Philippines around a similar time. I was not yet tired and my mother did not want to leave me alone to sleep by myself so she set up a bed for us in the living room. It was when we laid down that a greater realization struck me as to why my aunt was crying. My aunt and cousins were gone. I do not

We went through security and got our tickets when my dad handed me my ticket I got so happy. I just couldn't stop thinking about what it is like to fly. Over and over in my head I repeated “I can't wait”, “I can't wait” just waiting for them to call our flight. Then It happened a nice lady said “Who’s going to Hawaii” , so I jumped up and replied “I AM!”. We gave her our tickets and walked on the plane, once everyone got on the plane the pilot called my family and I up to the cockpit he said “are you Jakob” looking straight at me so replied with a nervous ”yes” thinking I was in trouble. He said “good I have a surprise for you, here's our flight path and can I tell the plane what you have been through?” I said it was ok so he took a walkie talkie thing and said “we have a

The day has finally come to go on vacation and my family, and I departed promptly from our house at 4:30 in the morning. Our flight was scheduled for 7 in the morning at Pittsburgh International Airport. We had to arrive there early because all people flying international had to be there two hours before the flight. All of us boarded the flight out to Punta Cana, which is located in the Dominican Republic. I can remember that I was so excited to go, and I was the first on the flight. I am almost positive that it took over three hours to get to the Dominican Republic from Pittsburgh. It was a really long flight to me because I could not wait to get there, and I just wanted to land. Finally, the moment has come, and we landed. When we departed from the plane, they had hula dancers dancing around us, and it was the coolest thing I have ever seen. They had people that would take pictures of you when you got off the plane. My family and I obliged and got our pictures taken. After all our pictures were taken, we went inside the airport and

I step off the plane grateful for the safe landing as I wait for the my family to get out of the plane, my little brother comes out with his hair all messed up and matted from the long flight, he gets airsick . While we walk to the baggage claim I look around trying to absorb everything around me thinking, “so this is what it's like in America”. Remembering how sad it was to leave behind all my friends especially Claire and Bella, the airport in France was just a cryfest, we were hugging so long they had to ask us to stop unless we wanted to miss the flight. They both shouted YES! But I knew I had to go, I waved to them until they were just little specks in the backround.

We moved through security briskly. I had never flown before and now I was going to do my first trip solo, across an entire ocean. I clung to the lanyard that had my ticket and passport tucked in safely. My mom bought me a sandwich and bottled water from the Sub Shop. We sat at the gate for hours. It wasn't until the lady came over the speaker, squawking "We're ready to board Continental Flight 5478 non-stop service to Heathrow in London, England". Instinctively my hand reached out to grab for my moms, and she grabbed back. I was the first to board the plane; I guess they didn't want me to change my mind. I hugged my mom for a long time before the flight attendant that was to take me onto the plane coughed a little disrupting our moment. My mom whispered into my hair, "Be safe. I love

The day finally came. It was time for the dreaded goodbyes. My entire face was soaked against my grandfather’s wrinkled hazel shirt. I couldn’t see a thing from the tears that flooded my eyes. I had to say goodbye to my grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins and friends. It was a bittersweet feeling leaving behind my family in Jamaica but the thought of finally going to America overwhelmed me with joy. After saying goodbye to my family, I walked on the plane eager to see what was in store for me. I stayed awake the entire plane ride, taking everything in. Once we finally landed I grew fidgety. My patience grew smaller as I waited to exit the plane. After what felt like hours, I was finally off. I got nervous. I didn’t know what to expect. I

At 10:00 that morning, our ride arrived to take us to the airport. The ride to the airport seemed like the longest ride I have ever taken. Finally, we reached the airport and found the gate we were supposed to go. We went through security and for some reason I was nervous even though I took precautions to make sure I didn't have anything on that would set the metal detectors off. I made it through the detectors, but now I had to go through customs. The custom

I had all these thoughts in my head, so much anxiety, but I managed to make it out of the plane without fainting. As I walked out, I felt this large steam of hot air blowing at me. I felt like I just entered the Sahara dessert. The heat was agonizing but all of that faded away once I saw my uncle standing in the airport waving, with this mesmerizing smile on his face. All the memories I had with this person instantly came to life. I didn’t know what to say, as I was still on ‘travel mode’. I smiled and hugged him and he began telling me how much I’ve changed. The talk went on for that whole day, as we went on a tour to both my paternal and maternal grandparents. Everyone was there and everyone had something to say. “Wow you’ve gained a lot of weight itra,” “Oh my God, you’ve grown so much,” and all I would do is smile and nod. Everyone spoke Arabic, except me. I had a major amount of trouble talking like them, but I did however, understand

When I got to school I was excited as a dog getting to get a whole bag of treats. Then I got home from school I ran into my house as fast as I could so I could pack. I then realized that I wasn’t even going to put the luggage into the truck. When it was finally time I sprang out of my room bursting with joy like a firework ready to blow up. A few hours past and we were on the road. We got to Mexico the day after, and when we got there I saw a lot of faces I’ve never seen before. And I saw aunts and uncles I’ve never heard of.

“Passport please,” I heard the woman say boarding me onto the plane. I was on my way to Japan, so excited as I took my first step onto this giant piece of metal the size of Indiana. As I walked through the isle on the plane, I found my seat right next to my best friend, Olivia. As we get comfortable; music in our ears, and playing card games, the pilot gets on the speakers and says it is ready for take off. The anticipation of seeing this beautiful country and joy of being able to go there and help people was such a blessing, I was beyond excited. Suddenly I found myself gripping my seats and and huge thud, we had landed in Tokyo, Japan.

The only sound that filled my ears was my keyboard clicking as my fingers raced across it. I had been procrastinating from finishing this assignment all evening, but I knew I needed to get it done. The burning sunset was shining through the windows as I was finishing up. It was a peaceful silence, until I heard the soft whispers of my parents that ignited my sense of curiosity. I was concentrating hard; doing my best trying to make out the hushed words that were being spoken.