A nightmare that ended up on an amazing trip

I have always dreamt about going to Italy since I was a child. I have grown
up listening to stories about my parents’ honeymoon trip to this magical
country and I was very excited to visit it.
Everything was supposed to be perfect. However, one day before the trip,
everthing changed. We had already packed our luggage, when my father
received an email, from the airline company, saying that our flight had been
cancelled, without explanation. Everybody was in shock. My mother faited,
me and my sisters were crying and my father was trying to call the support
line. Suddenly, our dream trip became a nightmare.
We had been planning this travel for months! We had already booked and
paid for our hotel, activities… Even though we had lost our flight, we
decided to not give up. My father started to search new flights for the next
day, to every airport in Italy. After almost three hours of searching, he finally
found one. The big problem was that the flight was to an airport located six
hours, by car, from Milan, where he had booked our hotel.
Notwithstanding the difficulties, we decided to go. We took the plane and,
when we arrived, I felt such a big sense of relief that, for me, nothing more
could ruin my dream trip.
At the end was, undoubtedly, one of my favourite trips ever and I found
Italy just even more magical than I had ever imagined.