Plane Crazy

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.” Then, I boarded my flight to New Mexico. The captain said that the flight would be two hours. It smelled weird in there, like all of the body odor, perfume, cologne, and cat smell from around the world bottled up in one finite area. All I saw around me were a husband and wife in the seats next to me, a crazy old lady with a squirming purse and a tail sticking

Disney 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

then suddenly, I started laughing till I couldn't breathe. He looked at me strangely until something in his brain-clicked saying, “Oh, you are Leonardo right?” I just nodded in laughter trying to catch my breath. After a good conversation with my crazy uncle, it was time to go see my dad’s old home that he vividly remembers. Stepping out the car and looking into the old home of my dad, people came to me saying if I was the son of Ivan Zavala and I would continuously answer “Yes.” Apparently, my dad’s

After we got on the plane I felt excited, I had not been to Israel in many years. I was thinking wow I’m about to have a great experience and make some great friends. After the long flight we arrived and the first thing I felt was the warm Israel breeze on my face. After waiting for one of the other kids to find their luggage which got lost we rode to Jerusalem. The views I saw outside the window were truly magnificent, from wild animals to construction workers to plants of crazy color. After finally

visit him and my grandmother in Puerto Rico. I ran to my room, pulled my backpack out from my closet. I quickly filled it with my clothes and my essentials. I got in the car and started heading to the airport, they already bought my plane ticket. I boarded the plane and got in my seat. I opened the window, and turned on the tv. Now I was ready for the adventure of my life. After I had arrived, I was sitting on my grandparents couch, waiting to go to the beach. We had planned to go to a very

Rome Highlights After months of planning I was finally ready to make my first stop of the summer. And because my plane had been delayed so many times that I left a dat late, I was REALLY ready. When I arrived at the airport in Rome, I was waiting in a very long customs line, and suddenly the line started to move much faster. When I got up to the front I saw why. The customs agents where yelling at everyone to run through. They didn't ask why we were in Rome. They didn't even check our passports

fill the ten hours with reading, listening to music and watching the film 'Orphan' in an attempt to trick my brain into being too scared to sleep, luckily for me, it worked. The flight time and time difference between LA and London means that the plane is touching down on the runway at 11pm, just after I finish the first book of the hunger games. Looking out of the window and seeing everything the complete opposite of LA fills me with a sense of safety, I couldn't feel any further from my parents

slid on his new shoes and twisted the cold door knob, stepping into the crisp outside air and hurried to his car. Once he opened the car door he turned the air conditioner to the hottest setting. There was a very few things that David actually hated, planes, being alone, and the cold air that the air conditioner makes before it gets warm. The freezing air made David shiver, and it slowly transitioned into warm air, then hot air. David was full of joy and dread at the same time, he knew there was going

born, we always went out to Texas to spend Christmas with them. We usually would drive a strenuous twelve hours, which made for a very tiring trip, for both me and my parents. However, this particular year, my parents decided to buy plane tickets. I had never been on a plane before, and I was not thrilled about it. Airplanes scared me to death, and I couldn’t help but think about all the things that could go wrong. I was

My First Time on a Plane - Personal Narrative When I was seven years old I went on my very first holiday abroad, to America. I can remember waking up at Five o'clock in the morning to catch an early flight from Heathrow airport. I was so excited I forgot about the daunting effort of getting up so early. My Mum, Dad, Brother, grandparents and I set off on the long journey to the airport, then Orlando Florida. I remember the white taxi van used to transport us to