THE LONGEST JOURNEY
When I was eleven years old, my mother and I traveled to
Seville by plane. And it's the longest journey I can remember.
First we took a plane from Mahon to Barcelona. But the flight
got delayed two hours and it was 5:00 Pm.
Finally when we arrived at Barcelona, we had missed the
flight to Seville because obviously we didn't arrive on time.
It was too late, and the next flight left the next morning, so
we had to sleep at the airport, we didn't know anyone there to
go with. It was the worst night of my life. I didn't sleep a minute.
The airport at night is very different than in the day, and I was
very uncomfortable in the chairs.
But the next morning, we took the plane and finally
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