My trip to America

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My trip to America

Three years ago, in July 2001, I had the opportunity to visit America, the land of freedom. I was thrilled when I overheard my mother talking to my friend's father; Tom's father on the phone for me to join my Toms family in their holiday to America. I could not sleep that night.

The following morning, my mother informed me of the good news: That I would be going to Florida for two weeks, and that I would accompany my friend's family. I could not have asked for a better morning in Britain. The sun was shining and so was I. Almost immediately I picked up the phone and rang my Tom's father to thank him, and for me and Tom to plan our holiday.

The next three weeks seemed almost like a lifetime, I could not wait to get there. My excitement increased day by day until we finally drove to the airport. Only then I realised that the newt few weeks, would probably be the best weeks of my life so far. Despite the rain falling and the long waiting in the airport, with our heavy suitcases we had to