Experiencing Canada
As I left my house (deserting all my friends my animals etc.) I, or rather we, set off in the two-hour journey to Heathrow airport. My parents occupying the front seats, leaving my sister and I too scrap in the back. We backed out off the driveway, drove down the street and headed straight for the nearest A road.
As we arrived at the airport I felt a sudden rush of excitement come over me. It had finally sunk in that I would be travelling nearly halfway around the world to an atmosphere that had not yet experienced. We drove through the iron gates, entering a three-story car park, masses of taxis, and most importantly of all, the runway!
We entered the humungous building. In front of us were millions of billboards hanging from the ceiling, which gave lousy directions to which terminal you are heading for, and thousands of people queuing at check-in points. As my family and I headed in the direction the billboard sent us in we overcame many different obstacles, which you would have thought the airport placed there purposely! We tripped over suitcases left un-accompanied on the floor, we became lost several times, and as we raced to reach our check-in point in time an elderly foreign couple lost on their travels stopped us to ask for directions, which we ourselves did not know.
As I left my house (deserting all my friends my animals etc.) I, or rather we, set off in the two-hour journey to Heathrow airport. My parents occupying the front seats, leaving my sister and I too scrap in the back. We backed out off the driveway, drove down the street and headed straight for the nearest A road.
As we arrived at the airport I felt a sudden rush of excitement come over me. It had finally sunk in that I would be travelling nearly halfway around the world to an atmosphere that had not yet experienced. We drove through the iron gates, entering a three-story car park, masses of taxis, and most importantly of all, the runway!
We entered the humungous building. In front of us were millions of billboards hanging from the ceiling, which gave lousy directions to which terminal you are heading for, and thousands of people queuing at check-in points. As my family and I headed in the direction the billboard sent us in we overcame many different obstacles, which you would have thought the airport placed there purposely! We tripped over suitcases left un-accompanied on the floor, we became lost several times, and as we raced to reach our check-in point in time an elderly foreign couple lost on their travels stopped us to ask for directions, which we ourselves did not know.