Italy
As I started to pack my suitcase, I felt a burst of excitement trying to escape my body.”I’m going to Rome, the capital of Italy”. “The cars all packed,” my mum yelled to Dad from the driveway.
5 hours later my family and I were almost ready to board the plane. “Off to Rome the home of pizza, pasta and even some of the most beautiful beaches in the world”,the flight attendant said on the autocom. Now we were on our way to Italy but it’s a 10 hour flight.
We arrived at the accommodation 12 hours later because we had to wait in the airport for four hours. “Mum, why was our bus so late”? I asked her before I slowly drifted to sleep. “I don’t know honey but it’s time to go to bed”.
When I woke up the next morning it was 4:30 a.m. The time difference is three and a half hours earlier than it is at home. “I’m so hungry,” I said to my mum. We started to make our way down to the buffet breakfast. As we walked I could smell the Aroma of bacon waffles, eggs and maple syrup. My mouth started to water.
After I finished my breakfast I felt so fat I could hardly move. “I think I ate a horse,” I said to my Mum,Dad and little sister. My brother was up getting fifths while the rest of my family and I were sinking into our seats.
Breakfast is done and we are now way to the carnival at the wharf for four hours we made it to the wharf and started to play the carnival games but after a couple hours it got too hot and we had to get an ice cream once we finished our ice cream it got so hot I jumped in the water for a swim it was lovely and clear.
We got home for the day and decided just to order in some pizza it arrived and we ate until our tummies felt like Kaka.
The next day we were all sad because we had to leave but we had a great time in Italy eating all the food and playing carnival games and swimming in the ocean. On our flight my family and I mostly spent the time sleeping and watching movies.