a place i despise
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A Place I Despise 'We would now like to invite all passengers to board the aircraft'. This is the call which tells me it's time to enter the place I despise most of all. The Canadian airlines plane may not be the sort of thing most people would find themselves complaining about but I've had to board what has seemed like exactly the same plane for the past 5 years. People who haven't flown on a plane before have not yet experienced the horrors of modern airline travel. The screaming baby in front. The little 5 year old kid behind who won't stop kicking my seat. The 9 hours of pure boredom that seem too drag on forever, the old man who's snoring so loud that I swear even the pilot should be able to hear him. It's not that I have a problem with every aeroplane there's just something about Canadian airlines I don't like. Maybe it's the smell. The air seems to be as stale as the bread in my gran's kitchen.
I want to sleep but cannot, the rumble of the engines is always there, continuous like the flow of waterfall. Every time I get used to it the pitch or volume changes or the captain makes an announcement. When the plane does take off I simply sit there, I no longer feel the excitement I did when I was young the speed and force is normal to me and I watch as first time travellers look around excited. Some of the younger children are scared others seem to enjoy it more than anyone but I just sit and wait for the tell-tale 'bong!' which tells me the fasten seat belt sign has been turned off. Telling me I can finally escape into a world of my own. As I hear it I almost don't react, I have been staring into space lost in my own world. As I snap out of it I am suddenly rummaging through my bag as quickly as possible searching until I find it; my I-pod.
There are plenty of children on the flight but obviously the crew hadn't taken into account that 5 year olds aren't interested in the problems of Elizabethan women or whatever the movie is about. But the worst thing? My I-pod is out of battery. I am back in the real world, this dull depressing place this 'sanitarium'. I close my eyes and eventually I actually manage to drift off. I am awoken by a flight attendant telling me to fasten my seat belt for landing. I am relieved to know this hell is almost over. THUMP! The sound of the plane hitting the tarmac in a landing as smooth as Gordon Browns attempt at running the country. As I exit the plane several minutes later I find the fresh air heavenly. After a few hours on the plane I had stopped noticing the staleness of the air but now as I felt the difference I suddenly felt much better. I guess the air had caused me to get less oxygen than normal making me tired and grumpy. But now I was out. Back in the fresh air. I had nothing to worry about..... Except the flight back in two weeks time.
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