My first flight was when I was nine years old. I flew because I was going to “Canarias” on holidays for a fortnight in summer by the month of July.
I was very excited because it was my first flight by plane and also because I had never seen a plain. My expectations about the flight were that the plane would be enormous and that when we were on the sky be would saw the stars very close to us, but my expectations did not become true.
When the day of the flight came all my family took our luggage and put it in the car to go to Bilbao. All of us were very nervous. Although my parents had already flew were also very nervous. In the way to Bilbao we saw some airplanes landing and another ones taking off. After an hour travel by car we arrived to the airport of Bilbao called Loiu. We parked the car and we went with the luggage into the airport were after leaving the luggage we went to the boarding. After a few minutes queue we boarded into the plane were we sit down in the front part of it. Immediately the pilot started giving the instructions while the hostesses show us what to do in the situations said by the pilot. Finally we started taking off. It started with a quick acceleration and then suddenly we were in the air. The flight was wonderful, without any complications. After three hours travel we landed in Tenerife where a bus took us to our hotel.
This was my first flight by plane which had been wonderful and out of my expectations. That last thing might convert it in a wonderful travel.