“Are you ready?” Mum asked, I replied shakily “not exactly” “well.. here we go!” Mum exclaimed as we pick up speed 20,40,100,200,300! we take off ears suddenly popping as we suck on the candy up through the air. On this giant bus-like vehicle moving so fast feels so still,the walls are snow white with ovaled out windows made of super thick glass,probably bulletproof,and the chairs boy were they comfy,apart from the headrests,mind you since when have vehicle headrests been comfortable! The entertainment systems had swarms of movies,games,songs galore,if only the rubbish 5 dollar disposable headphones were half decent!.2 hours past in a blink and I started to get a little peckish,so did my brother apparently as he started moaning and groaning about not having lunch today and about how the service was lazy and all that.He was about to start on about how he ordered a whole 2 minutes ago (yeah I know right) and the food still wasn't here when suddenly a tray was put on his table.He took one bite of the butter chicken and moaned I don’t like it, so he started eating all the chocolate and crisps up (You Kiwis may say chips,but I was born in England).
Meanwhile my youngest brother Evan was watching a movie, Battleship to be exact (ever since he first saw it he won’t stop watching it!) ,eating his beef nachos like it was paradise.And with that I started swimming in the pool of entertainment and found the Family Guy-Simpsons crossover and started watching that.I woke up that morning and looked on the flight schedule it said that we only had 300 km left and that we were travelling at a speed of 500 km an hour,I am no Einstein but i figured out that we have about 36 minutes to go.There was a hot steaming pile of eggs and beans on my plate,so I started to masticate my food.After that I started to get prepared to make a landing to my home country England.
10 minutes to go and I started to buckle up getting ready for a gritty landing.Our speed was drastically dropping 500,450,300,250,200,150 .The seatbelt light came on and flight attendants started to make sure that our seat belts were tightened enough and that they wouldn't come loose.Rapid descent began and g force started to kick in.I was pressed right to the back of my seat and the temperature suddenly changed from a comfortable 17 to a bitter 4 degrees Celsius. Touchdown,we started to slow down forward on our seats from the sudden change of gravity.Welcome to England the speakers said,I looked outside and saw the snow and wind lapping at the smooth terrain that is the runway.We walked out from the plane and the temperature dropped even more! to -7 and I thought: welcome home.
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