Sitting on a plane: was this the beginning of a big adventure or a treacherous time away from home? I stared outwardly into the hustle and bustle of the airport and the flight to Spain. The plane was still but it seemed to be going backwards. I was off! Abandoned.? Homeless? Being sent into the unknown. The stinking smell of wine was evident; the colour and gloominess of it all was disgusting.
Each week we are taking part in 'The 100 Word Challenge' to be creative and expressive with our writing.