I remember the first day I boarded a plane. It was a summer day, when my when my
family and I went to Paris. I was seven years old and and I had never traveled by plane. I was nervous. I was a little scared, I was scared because I had always been about flying in the sky. When we arrived at the airport, I was surprised how great it was and all the things they had. But what surprised me the most was something that that i will always remember. We were eating breakfast, and had the plane tickets in a folder, when suddenly a man quickly picked up and left running. Immediately we we noticed it to a security staff and cameras and through many hours and we were able
to retrieve our tickets. For the first time, not very pleasant experience...
