It was Wednesday 17th June 2002. Finally the day had come. The feeling of excitement and anticipation

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HOLLAND, PARIS AND BELGIUM TRIP

It was Wednesday 17th June 2002.  Finally the day had come.  The feeling of excitement and anticipation was overwhelming.  I had been picked just over six months beforehand.  I was going to Holland, Paris and Belgium with my school.  One whole week with all my friends, visiting four of Europe’s best theme parks including a trip up the Eiffel Tower and a boat trip along the River Seine.  This was sure to be the best trip I had ever been on.

It was the morning of my departure and I was absolutely bursting with excitement.  I woke up at 4:30 that morning.  I ran and woke my mum and told her to get ready and take me to the school.  We took a taxi down and arrived just after 7.00am so obviously I was the first person there.  Not even the teachers had arrived.  Within thirty minutes nearly everyone was there and I was asked to help put some things onto the coach.  We said our goodbyes and off we went.  

The coach was taking us to Hull where we would board a ferry.  It took us just over five hours to get to Hull, including a few stops we had at service stations.  When we arrived at Hull we waited a while before boarding the P&O Ferry “Pride of York”.  This was to take us to Zebbrugge, a journey of thirteen hours.  When we boarded we were given a brief tour of the ship by the ships police officer.  After that we were given our cabin keys and told to meet one hour later at the restaurant for our dinner.  The dinner was a buffet service but I was unsure about what some of the things were.  I always like to try new things but this time the “thing” I tried didn’t agree with me.  I was immediately sick and felt nauseous for a while.  I had lost my appetite but that wasn’t going to stop me having some fun.  When everyone else had finished eating their dinner we all left to explore the ship.  It absolutely massive.  There was a cinema, casino, shops, bars and an outside deck onboard. That night I had no trouble sleeping, which was unusual for me and when I woke up the next morning we were nearing Zebbrugge.

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When a tannoy announcement called for all St Thomas Aquinas pupils to disembark we all made our way to shore side.  I did not have a clue on what lay outside but was excited none the less.  We boarded our coach and headed for a small town called Sluis.  We were booked in to watch a clog making demonstration by a man called Willie.  The demonstration went on for about half an hour, which I didn’t find all that interesting.  We were then aloud to explore the town.  We found a supermarket and decided to stock up in our ...

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