Journey to Aruba Essay

I rushed over to check in and retrieve my boarding pass. Lately a lot of planes have been going missing, which is all I could think about the whole time. “Flight 23 is now boarding.” I carried my carry on baggage onto the plane. I looked down at my boarding pass and realized that I was already at my seat. There was a man sitting in my designated seat. I was too nervous about the flight to even question him. I sat down next to him. I looked out the window and noticed in the distance that dark cumulus clouds were being formed. There was a strong wind that hit my side of the plane, furiously shaking the whole aircraft. Having hope was the only thing that came to mind every time negative thoughts would

In the summer, of 2016 I took a breathtaking trip to Hawaii Island with my family. We decided to go on this trip because my sister and I never been on a plane and for my sister’s birthday. The island itself is known for exquisite beaches, lush forests, and delectable food. I knew it was bound to impress me, which it did. By far this trip was one of the most unforgettable and fascinating moments of my life starting with the plane ride, activities, and food.

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.

You are in an airport waiting for your plane to arrive. You've never flown before, and are more terrified than you can ever remember being. Everyone has told you the supposedly comforting statistics - "millions of planes take off each day and there's only a handful of crashes," "flying is safer than driving." You know rationally that there is no reason to be so scared, but regardless your heart is racing, your palms are sweating, and you're light-headed. Simply the thought of being up in the air, out of control, makes you feel faint. Finally the flight attendant announces that your plane has arrived. But as all the other passengers line up to get onboard, you grab your luggage and walk straight out of the airport,

As soon as the door opened, the heat hit me. It was like putting a hot iron in front of my face. But it felt even worse as there was a slight wind which pushed the heat towards me. My body was surrounded in a blanket of heat and I even started to sweat slightly. My uncle told me to wait by the lift as he went to collect the car so I wouldn’t have to walk as far and drag my suitcase along. While I waited, I took time to look around at the surroundings. I could see mountains which stretched towards the clouds and the airport behind me. There were a vast number of people walking around from their flight looking drowsy and with no energy. The frequent red double-decker bus also came and a few planes flew above my head. I didn’t even have to look, but I could hear the planes departing and arriving. The planes all looked the same in the sky, big and white with some sort of logo. During the wait, I took a few steps to take away the cramp. Although I had trainers on, I could feel and see that the floor was new. The concrete looked

My first experience on a plane was unforgettable. The pilot told us to turn off all electronic devices and buckle up for departure. He waited about 15 minutes before he pulled off. My ears popped vigorously at the rising altitude. However, despite the pain going on in my ears, I couldn’t help but laugh. Unfortunately, I was seated directly next to my younger brother Johnny. I looked over to him to see if he was experiencing the same excruciating pain I was experiencing. He was. The hilarious part about it though is that he was crying. It was absolutely hysterical! My mom scolded me for laughing at my younger brother, but I just couldn’t stop laughing. He eventually stopped crying once we were about twenty thousand feet in the air. I had the window seat so I had the advantage of looking out the window. The view was astounding! It was sunset and the sun gleamed over the clouds like a field of buttered mashed potatoes. I felt like I was in Heaven while the plane glided through the clouds. It made me anticipate our destination even

Flight 375 now departing for Quebec, Canada. The sound wakes me up. I run onto the plane and buckle up and fall asleep. The intercom wakes me up. All I can hear is whimpering and a few babies. I ask the person next to me what happened.

For many turbulence is often just a minor inconvenience. The announcement over the pa to return to your seat often interrupts the movie or show we are watching; sometimes the bumps spill coffee all over our tray table. Unfortunately for the passengers on board British Airways flight 911 spilled coffee was the least of their worries.

The moment I disembark from the cool conditioned ferry the heat engulfed my face and curled around the rest of my body; after a lengthy hour airplane journey and an hour ferry ride I was separated from the continent by a hostile saltwater barrier and introduced to the Galapagos Islands.

“All passengers please fasten your seat-belts we are preparing for take off.” We were departing the O’Hare Airport in Chicago headed to Macedonia, a small country in Europe nearby Greece. It was summer time, everyone was out of school, and worry free. I was eight years old at the time, young to this world and never experienced other cultures this far from home before. I was over excited my self with joy to be visiting, both my parents also very happy to go back to their home country and visit their families. Ive been told stories before about this place, about how it’s a land of beautiful mountains, lakes, that is filled with the nicest of people. I couldn't wait to get there, but I was stuck on the airplane for another 10 hours. But eventually

The flight was like any other flight. As my butt hit the seat of my chair I was instantly out, no real recollection of what my first flight was.

I decide to look and see what's on the table in the middle of the room. They are plans to fly to this moon that the telescope was pointed at, but they weren't related to NASA or any other space program. So I will take them to NASA, but first I need to get out of this building, they are catching on to me they know what i've done and what i’ve seen. They are starting to come in all directions, but I can’t let them catch me, there is one door that says do not enter, but why not I am going to get killed if I don’t.

An hour later I’m still sitting in my seat, bouncing my foot and trying to play a game of Minecraft. Thankfully, the plane has wifi so I can get on Wynncraft, which is an RPG server with a (very cool) resource pack. I look out the window in a long bit of lag. Even though I have full bars, this was bound to happen. You have no idea how many people get on. Really. Anyways, I watch the ground move below us as we (oh so) slowly fly through the air to Mexico.

My grandpa told me to be safe and his mustache tickled as he kissed my cheek. I hugged and kissed my grandma then walked to the line. A sign and security employee directed me to place my backpack on a x-ray conveyor then walk through the gate. On the other side was my escort who would take me to the plane. She brought me to the plane and I boarded before the other passengers. I relaxed until the first passengers arrived. I quietly listened to their conversations and waited for the passengers who would sit next to me in the center isle. The doors were shut and still my row was empty except for me.

I had not flown since I was in second grade. Getting to fly again made me overjoyed! My grandparents were flying to Midway Airport from Las Vegas, so they decided to have my brother, Jonathan, and I fly with them to Memphis. After about a half hour of waiting, we finally saw my Nana and Papa. The four of us hadn’t seen each other since our trip to D.C. a few weeks prior to this. We were really happy to see each other! My brother, grandparents, and I waited on the plane for at least forty-five minutes before it took off. The wait was extremely long and tedious. When the plane finally took off, the fun part started. I received a soda, peanuts, and I was able to chew my sweet mint gum. The plane ride was joyous...until the last ten minutes of the flight. I get extremely stuffed up in the head when I have too much dairy, and that day was no exception. For the last ten minutes of the flight, it felt as though I had