I never thought the day would come so soon, but it did. As a birthday gift, for my sweet sixteen, I was going to be traveling to England. Many of my friends had already been to the country, and described all the tourist attractions and such. But I wanted to see it for myself, I was eager to explore the foreign land and with the help of my native cousins that’s just what I did.
The day we arrived at JFK I already had my passport in hand the minute we walked through the automatic doors of the airport. Even though the flight was six hours, I stayed up through the whole flight, trying to keep myself occupied with movies, music, and reading, but nothing was working. I was super excited, so anxious to get off the plane. But, the minute I did the chaos began. The airport was huge, and I had to get to baggage claim one way or another. After getting lost several times, I finally located the area where the baggage was being distributed….an hour later I was still waiting for my suitcase. The baggage carousel l was jammed.
Just when I thought I was never going to get out of the airport, I found myself strolling out of Customs, suitcase in hand. I was greeted by my cousins, Jackie and Alan. There is something about hearing their accent; I just never wanted them to stop talking. In the car, I was constantly looking out the window and trying to catch every word they spoke. I finally relaxed a bit when we reached their flat. It had such a warm feeling to it the minute we walked in the door. I was able to settle in right away in the cozy environment. Despite how happy and thrilled I was to be there I eventually fell asleep and got a good night’s rest. Good thing too, because for the two weeks of my stay I would be on my feet constantly.
I wasn’t used to waking up at seven in the morning during the summer, but summer or not Jackie wanted us ready to go at nine most mornings to go sight-seeing. I was always ready to go. Together, we explored London, visiting the famous Eye, and the London Clink. I even went shopping with Jackie’s younger daughter Jacqueline. We came home loaded with bags full of clothes. That was only the beginning.
We had explored the city life; it was on to explore the country side. Jackie and Alan owned a caravan up in Brighton. It was parked at a campsite surrounded by other caravan owners and fields, their dog James especially liked it as he was constantly running free around the campsite. We even ended up heading to see these extremely beautiful white cliffs. Hundreds of feet below we could see a small red lighthouse, the sight was amazing. However, the wind was becoming brutal, it was difficult to walk against it, and so we had to get to lower grounds. Just in time to watch the annual air show that was going on, that weekend.
I must say I preferred the countryside of England, a bit more than all the glitzy tourist attractions, the air was crispy fresh and it was such a peaceful atmosphere. I can honestly say, that I never wanted to leave, and as I boarded my flight to return home, I knew that while I would miss England, I now had my own memories to share with my friends.
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