My Holiday- Personal Narrative

My Holiday- Personal Narrative

This was the boarding day itself, the day which I had been dreading

for weeks but also ecstatic about. The day started early for me,

getting up at four in the morning due to the fact that I couldn’t

sleep that night. I felt mixed emotions as I was lying in bed, I was

extremely excited for my vacation to Hong Kong since it was going to

be my first ever holiday abroad. The fact that I would be flying on an

aeroplane as well also made me feel petrified. The thought of around

60 people on an aircraft approximately 8,000 metres above sea level,

on a plane that could catch on fire at any moment was absolutely

terrifying and I was also told by my parents that the flight would be

just about 13 hours, would be absolute torture for anyone who it was

going to be their first flight on a plane itself.

As I had expected I was the first person to wake up in my family,

which consisted of two sisters, my brother and of course my mum and

dad. I felt incredibly gloomy as it was still pitch black outside and

was drizzling lightly. I also felt lifeless since I didn’t sleep even

for a second all night.

My trip was going to be with my mum because she was going to take care

of me as my dad says I am too young to go on a trip by myself in a

country where I had not even been to in my life. My mum knew the

places that I would enjoy visiting and shopping as she grew up in Hong

Kong, she only moved here to London due to the fact that her dad,

which is my granddad, was working here when my grandma died.

Later on in the day the time had come for me to say goodbye to my

family and call my friends to say I was leaving, I wa...

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...their cars as they waited to

drive.

"Wow"

I was truly impressed with the gigantic skyscrapers which towered over

me. After walking a few minutes, it began to drizzle. We hurried over

to the nearest shelter which was an alleyway; a small signs printing "THEIVES

ABOUT" alerted my attention. From the glamorous streets of Hong Kong,

we found our self at the other side.

“Do you have any spare change please?” a crippled old man asked, a

tear soon appeared in my eye, how could anyone live here in such

unhygienic conditions when the other side of the city was the total

opposite. The stench of urine passed through the air and we quickly

made our way back.

We then checked into a five star hotel, I was knackered! I changed

into my pajamas and I dreamt of what a magnificent day I had and many

more days to come.