Hawaii Vacation Trip By Shelby Miller

We finally arrived at the airport and it was really busy. When we got our tickets we were going to checked in but we were missing two tickets. My step-dad Chad got really mad because when he went back to get them the lady just had them sitting on the counter. As we went through secerity

I had never been on an airplane. My stomach felt like I had just eaten rotten fish and I was about to throw up. I was so excited to go, but at the same time I was scared because I had never been on a plane. We waited in the airport for at least an hour. Finally our flight was called, as I walked on the plane my heart was about to jump out of my skin. After the flight attendant had went through all the rules and we put our seat belts on the plane was going to take off. I thought the worst thing about the flight was taking off and landing. I didn?t like taking off and landing because my ears popped. Other than the fact that my ears popped taking off and landing the flight went smooth, we didn?t crash. When the plane landed, I couldn?t wait to stand on solid ground again.

It was still about five hours until our flight and Alfred looked starved after going without food for an hour. We found a parking spot to abandon his car in until we came back from the trip. The bus to the terminal took a while, but it did not justify waking up so early for the 11 o’ clock flight. It wasn’t until we got inside that I found out just how much the airport has changed. We checked in our luggage and printed out our tickets at this machine that scanned our passports. We went up an escalator to find our gate, but before we could get to it there was this huge line we had to go through.

Days later, i made my decision to fly. It was risky for me but I wanted to get there as fast as possible. I was packing my bags day after day, night after night. When everything was done and over with, I got the rest of my things and said goodbye, I’ll

I arrived at nine in the night, and my next flight to Atlanta would not be until eight hours later. I had never been to such enormous airport before, they had trains between sections. Somehow I forgot that my flight was in eight hours and got terrified that I was going to mess things up and not find my gate. I ran around the airport like a headless chicken, with my pink suitcase and golf clubs, trying to find the right gate, only to find out that I was in the wrong section of the airport. Nearly crying out of fear that I would miss my next flight, I asked for the right directions at the information desk and was pointed the right direction. Finally I found the right gate and discovered that there were still six hours until my flight. I wondered around, trying to find a place to sit or lay down. The airport was silent, every restaurant was closed and no store was open. The clock was eleven when I found this sizable chair, the leather in it was well worn and was all cracked. It did not bother me at all, I just wanted a place to rest my eyes. I must have closed my eyes for a minute when a guy walked by and accidently stumbled into a chair next to me. If I had been in Iceland, I had just closed my eyes again and went to sleep, but I was in America, alone and had my precious golf clubs and suitcase with me. Thoughts started pouring in to my head, “What if someone takes my

“ Due to mechanical problems the 6:00 flight to San Francisco will be delayed another 45 minutes.”

The light to put our seatbelts on glowed as the captain spoke to us and flight attendants acted out safety instructions. At take-off my stomach was filled with butterflies, but I wasn't scared. My body was pushed into the seat but I pretended I was the captain of a fighter jet. When we were stable I discovered that flying wasn't that bad. And the ocean looked beautiful out the windows! I put on my CD player until the played the in-flight movie, Planet of the Apes. I didn't like it so I kept listening to my CD player all the way through dinner. I fell asleep but the sound of the captains voice woke me. He was telling us there was an hour left of the flight. Flight attendants asked us to stow away our bags and prepare for landing. Butterflies were fluttering in my stomach again as I anticipated the landing. I felt the plane lose

On plane they offered movies, games, and music so I spent my time watching movies and eating. After the painful eight hours I walked around because of the hour and a half layover wait and not having anything to do, it seemed like the best thing to do. Making time fade away I got on my other flight from Detroit to Grand Forks. Texting my coach about the thirty minute delay, patiently waiting to arrive and starting my new life. Finally having arrived I met coach, he picked me up from Grand Forks and told stories and how things would be. Lost in the conversation I forgot I left home, Scott made feel welcomed. Being awake for twenty two hours really does exhaust someone.Coach Scott dropped me off at my dorm. I did not know that we would have to buy pillows and blankets so I slept with three hoodies. Waking up the next morning at four a.m due to the seven hour time difference. Later on that day coach picked me and my roommate up to go to

Over the summer, my family and I flew to Europe. Here is my crazy misadventure... Two days after school ended, we packed our bags and left for the airport. I was super excited to start this trip! We got on the plane, and our flight was 9 hours long (We also flew British Airways). That means I watched a lot of movies during the flight.

After a long, silent car ride my mom walked me through the airport. We went through security and got to the plane. “Goodbye Izzy, I’ll miss you,” despite how mad I was I had to hug her. “Goodbye mom.” I boarded my flight to New Mexico. The captain said that the flight would be 2 hours. I tried to clear my mind and just watch a movie. I didn’t see any movies I liked, or even knew (apart from the ones I watched when I was younger). I picked a movie that I thought looked good, but it was really boring.

The plane still struck the nerves in my stomach, it felt like 30 knives in my chest and if I made one slight move, it was going to put a slice in my stomach open. It was the longest plane ride in my life. When the plane landed, I was mixed with exhaustion, nausea, and excitement. Then all of a sudden I was walking into this terminal that had trees inside and people were watching you walk out of the gate way from the airplane. Then we went into this circular object with an LED light and before I knew it, I was on a train with my family that goes to the bus station. The bus seemed to take forever to board and leave! People were taking their time to get on a bus that is only 20 minutes away from Disney and they couldn’t just drop the luggage off with the bus driver who take care of it, but no, they have to help and say “Oh please let me do it, many fragile things in here that I don't want to break”! Well this is a message to the people who do that, if you don't leave your bag with the bus driver to put into the bottom compartment, they the fragile stuff isn't the only thing that will break in your general area.

In the compartment in which I was sitting at, it had a window that showed the land below us as well as a blue comfortable seat that smelled like a fresh new shirt. In this trip I brought my iPad to keep me busy. As I played with my iPad, a few hours passed and I unknowingly thought it had only been 30 mins. So when people started to leave the airplane I was still on my iPad. I eventually found out what was happening and packed my stuff up and followed my family who were walking down the small lane in the airplane to the exit. As we approached the exit of the airport we caught a taxi and drove down to the resort we were going to stay at which is called, “Atlantis.” However during the wait in the taxi, it was terrible. Drinks were stuffed in the compartments, the car smelled like it was 100 years old and it was so small and compact that my mother and brother who were sitting in the back with me were so squished together, I felt like I was suffocating. However the scenery was beautiful, locals traveling down the road, palm trees the size of billboards and the blue clear sky, the taxi driver however was ok, he told some “funny” jokes and even made the trip pretty cheap due to the poor condition of his car, but throughout the whole time my dad got the best part since he sat in the front seat and had a lot of leg room. By the time we got to the resort it was already dark even though we left so early, and the line to check in

By the time it was time to board our flight I felt better. Knowing it wasn’t going to be a fun flight, we got into our seats. They had given us flip flops in little plastic baggies. I

After getting through all the security checks and screening checks, we finally reached the actual fun part of the airport. I found out that waiting in the airport was an actual experience itself. It was basically a mall with designer stores like Prada and Rolex. As my sister and I were looking at expensive jewelry in the one of the airport stores, my mom called us to get in line for boarding. My heart started to pound faster and faster as we got closer to the kiosque because I knew that I was getting closer and closer

While packing, I was going through mixed emotions. I was scared but also excited. It was time and I panicked “but could this vocation really be that bad”, I asked myself. We arrived at the airport in no time. Inside the airplane it was warm and comfortable, the scenery calmed me down a bit and I got comfortable. Time was going as slow as a turtle. Nap was so good but the pilot interrupted with an announcement “we have arrived at our destination” Kariba Nairobi, Kenya and there was a big sign that said “Welcome to Nairobi, Kenya”. It was very beautiful, my eyes was watery due to steering at the sign.