At the entrance of the aircraft, a security guard was placed to weigh the hand-luggage, yet again, which felt like a joke, even more so since everyone had to assemble in a common line, yet AGAIN. The tumultuous process ended and we finally were allowed inside the plane.
I called my mother. I expressed my feelings to her and told her that if she asked me to come back, I would have returned right away. She listened to me and then I could feel her presence as she told me, “On your life, don’t you dare even think about coming back, before the tour ends!”
My first experience with the airline was not all that merry and I just returned from the most frustrating experience with that I’ve ever experienced. From beginning to end, it seemed like there was nothing but issues.
I greatly cherish all that my parents were able to do for me. It sparked an inner desire in me when I was a child to explore the world that continues to this day.