I woke up a 3:00 in the morning by the unpleasant sound of my alarm clock. I was excited and at the same time not because Emma, Gretchen, Claira, and I had a 23 hour plane ride ahead of us. At 3:30 we were in the car on the way to LAX where our flight took off. We waited in the airport for 1 hour until our flight number was called. We wanted to get used to not being "exquisite" environments so we felt like we should sit in the economy class. I was sitting next to Gretchen and an old Israeli woman. I could understand the woman next to me yelling to the man across the aisle. She was speaking hebrew, I am not very good at hebrew but i could tell she was not happy with him. We were only 3 hours into the flight so I was not excited to see where the woman's conversation went so i just fell asleep.
When I woke up it was 5 hours into the flight. I was miserable and tired so for the next 9 hours I read and tried to read an english to arabian dictionary, to me it did not make sense at all.
I think I had fall asleep again because i heard a voice saying 30 minuets left. I was filled with joy because at this point i would do anything to get off this plane ride.
Then we got on a bus and drove to the town where Sabah lives.
6 comments:
i like the part with the isrialian man
I like how you wrote about waking up to the unpleasant sound of your alarm clock. And how you couldn't understand the english to arabic dictionary.
I like how the woman is yelling and you just go to sleep.
I really like how you said how you woke up be the pleasant sound of your alarm clock. I really like you post plane ride I like every thing about it especially when you were talking about the Israeli women next to you!
I loved the part when your alarm clock went off, you probably didn't like the sound of that.
- Claira
I like when the Israeli women was yelling at the other guy.
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