Preparation is a no-brainer. You have to pick out the freshest clothes, and pack the essential items. I usually start with the shorts or pants and that's what I did. Second always has to be after first. Shirts represented second. You have to have a top on to even survive. Shoes must be next always. You got the pants and shirts, now you need feet protection. You can always count on shoes. Once you're done with everything, the flight takes you to the destination.
Takeoff is when the plane flies directly to the sky and reaches a speed at about 1000 miles per hour. That is takeoff. You need something to keep you occupied or you will have to talk to the person next to you. What if the person is 100-years-old. What will you do. I usually listen to music on my Ipod but that's just me. The flight took me to Minneapolis, Minnesota. Home of the Minnesota Vikings. This was the first and only stop, next stop was the New Mexico Airport.
When I reached Albuqureque, I went to the home of my grandma and my dad's sister. We did as many activities as you can count like the visitation of resturants, Albuqureque Church, New Mexico Zoo (REALLY BORING), and many others that were to good for me to blog about. New Mexico was mostly different, but in some ways the same. It was a great and fun experience, but departure spoiled it by telling me it was time to go.
The first flight led me to Atlanta Georgia; the ATL and home of the Atlanta Hawks and Falcons. The next flight to Newark was delayed for various and unknown reasons. This extra time just gave me more time to miss New Mexico and my grandmama.'
In New Mexico, soccer is played a lot. |
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