The first time I traveled on a plane, it was when I

was seven years old, I only went with my

mother, the flight was to the San Andres islands,
I remember that my mother worked a lot to
travel because we had never traveled by plane,
not even within the same country.
We were on the island for a whole week, it was
the longest vacation we have ever had, the hotel
had a buffet, so we ate a lot, but we swam and
then we walked along the beach, I slept a lot
too.
When we returned, the flight left very late so we
had to wait on the floor of the airport because
there were no chairs, but we didn’t mind. I will
always remember that trip, it was wonderful.