The Start of My Trip

the first entry...

That early dawn of Thursday, June 25th, down to Logan Airport I went. My first flight was about an hour later. From Logan, my plane brought the people that were with me and I to Newark Station. From there, my plane flew to Korea. The ride was long, but short to me. With a television before my eyes, I watched movies through the whole flight, no time to sleep. I recorded some of the flight and how much clearer the clouds are than over head.Food was delectable, all I can say because it wasn't really great or anything. From Korea, it took about 2 hours to get to China, at the end, they checked temperatures of everyone to make sure nobody had the H1N1. We ran to the little spinning thingy and retrieved our luggage from there. My grandparents and Jim came to the airport to welcome me. We headed home on a taxi. Streets were so crowded throughout the way. It was a skunkless place, but those smelly waterholes were aplenty. Back to our apartment we were, all the adults happen to still remember me. And I noticed, China, so big, everything was crowded. Everyone in apartments were like the matches living in the match boxes. Up to the fourth floor was my grandparents' apartment. A cozy little shedlike area. It was HUMID!!! I just took a shower, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep, ending my June 25th, 2009.

Author's Note

to be continued...

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

That was a very interesting chapter. You wrote very well,
lots of discriptions, which made me want to check out
the next chapter.

Tina