“Are we nearly there yet?” l moaned when we had just left the driveway.
“No where near!” huffed my mum. This was going to be a long journey - especially with my blubbering baby sister screaming her head off. So I just glared out of the window hoping that sooner or later we would arrive at the airport. We were just passing a building site so I watched the site managers control the area with their big bulldozers. It reminded me of when I was little and my dad and I were building a gorilla with Lego but we couldn’t find any yellow bricks. We managed it, but it did look pretty awful.
Great we were stuck in a traffic jam, fortunately we were nearly there.
After a very long hour we made it! We were at Heathrow airport. The plane left in 15 minutes, so we were running so fast it felt like we were flying. When we got inside we had to get to the check-in desk in 5 minutes. It was so busy at one point I was walking with a man that looked like my dad however when he turned around it wasn’t him. After a lot of pushing and shoving we got to the check-in. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack because there were about 100 to choose from but only one desk was right.
After we checked in we had 3 minutes spare. Just as the plane was about to leave my dad shouted ‘stop’ in his loudest voice. The pilot said “ I am so sorry, we haven’t got any seats left but you could go in first class!”
It was amazing this day had turned from bad to good.
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