My First Trip Alone
| Franklin Lakes, N.J.
I went to Switzerland with just my brother, who is 12, last summer. First I had to have a picture taken for my passport. We went to the airport. We went to the desk and got a bag with our tickets and passport inside, and put it around our necks. After wainting, the children got to go on the plane first. The stewardess helped us find our seats. We met a boy our age. Then the plane took off and the stewardess passed out candy and games. We ate dinner on a tray. After that we saw a movie and heard music with our earphones. Then we went to sleep at 2:30 a.m. In the morning we were at Zurich, Switzerland. We saw our grandparents and uncle waiting for us.