“Cabin Crew, prepare plane for take-off” as soon as I heard the captain, a bolt of excitement had ecstatically rushed through my spine. I rested my head back as my brother tugged my shirt indicating that the plane was leaving the runway. The plane had starting leaving the Sydney Kingsford Smith Airport. I looked through the small window and saw the once what seemed humongous buildings, slowly minimising. I thought of all the amazing things Los Angeles had to offer. All the places that only seemed to exist through my TV and laptop screen. The plane ride was an adventurous trip, although I slept for about 6-8 hours, I was able to fit in a couple of new movies which gave me full bragging rights when I came back home. I vividly remember busting
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A few hours went by and we were already sitting in the car ready to go Citadel Factory Outlets. Being extremely jet lagged, my brother and I fell asleep in the car. We spent about 3-4 hours shopping at the outlet. Within a flash, the first day had gone and I was ready to collapse in fatigue. Day 2 was spent at the famous ‘California Adventure Park’. Personally this was one of my favourite places while in the ‘United States of America’. California Adventure park had all these amazing rides that I couldn't wait to trial. The first thing I witnessed while in California Adventure Park was the live, bubbly music playing from the old Disney movies. We had gone on multiple rides but the ride that stood out to me the most, was the infamous ‘Tower of Terror’. The Tower of Terror was a ride that took you up 13 floors and then all of a sudden your insides dropped to the floor (whilst physically you were dropping about only 6-7 floors) and those were your last few moments alive. Coming out of the ride, trembling with absolute fear, and a sensation of pride that I’d survived, I recounted the whole ride to my coward sibling. My body was tired, fatigued and still jetlagged, but my mind was going ecstatic in anticipation, as the next day was the much awaited ‘California
A few hours went by and we were already sitting in the car ready to go Citadel Factory Outlets. Being extremely jet lagged, my brother and I fell asleep in the car. We spent about 3-4 hours shopping at the outlet. Within a flash, the first day had gone and I was ready to collapse in fatigue. Day 2 was spent at the famous ‘California Adventure Park’. Personally this was one of my favourite places while in the ‘United States of America’. California Adventure park had all these amazing rides that I couldn't wait to trial. The first thing I witnessed while in California Adventure Park was the live, bubbly music playing from the old Disney movies. We had gone on multiple rides but the ride that stood out to me the most, was the infamous ‘Tower of Terror’. The Tower of Terror was a ride that took you up 13 floors and then all of a sudden your insides dropped to the floor (whilst physically you were dropping about only 6-7 floors) and those were your last few moments alive. Coming out of the ride, trembling with absolute fear, and a sensation of pride that I’d survived, I recounted the whole ride to my coward sibling. My body was tired, fatigued and still jetlagged, but my mind was going ecstatic in anticipation, as the next day was the much awaited ‘California