Journal #4

My favorite vacation I have ever been on in my entire life is by far when my family and I traveled to London, England for a week last summer. It was an experience of a life time. Obviously, England is very far away and to get there we spent fourteen long painful hours on a plane. The plane was very nice though and they did take care of us, but being in one spot for fourteen hours anywhere is a drag. I remember we had little television screens on the back of the chairs in front of us so we could watch specific movies that were playing. I thought it was the coolest thing ever. This plane ride was also the first time I ate a meal on a plane. I am not just talking about little peanuts and pretzels, but a legit meal. I was a little hesitant at first on what we were going to be fed, but it was surprising very good. For dinner, we could pick between chicken or pasta. I now understand the joke about not having beef on airplanes. My mom and I both picked the pasta. Each part of the meal was in its own separate container, but it really was not bad. I think with our pasta we had bread, green beans, and then a little cheesecake for dessert. Later into the flight we were also given a "snack". I put snack in parenthesis because it was a huge and very filling snack. There was a deli sandwich, a  full size candy bar, crackers, chips, and then a drink as well. I was very impressed with my food. This was probably the only high light of the extremely long plane flight. The rest of the flight was awfully long and I felt like we were flying forever. On our little television it showed where we were on the map and how much longer it was until we landed. I found myself pathetically staring at the screen waiting to land. I swear time pasted slower on that plane. The effects of the long flight were not being able to sleep and nausea when we landed. It was well worth it all though, because London was amazing.