On day one I flew in from Illinois to meet Mema and Pa in Phoenix, Arizona. My flight was a good one with no turbulence. I was 8 days away from turning 15 so I had to fly as a minor. I thought I would be sitting next to little kids, but I did not I sat next to a nice old lady who was really quite nice. Her, her husband, and her kids were on there way to the grand Canyon and they were very excited.
Once I got there, Jason met me at the gate and we hurried to meet mema and Pa. We were excited to get on the trip so we headed to the car. Only to find that the car would not start. We called a service truck got a jumper and then we headed on our way and stopping in Blythe just across the California for the night.
This is outside the plane.
Right out of plane.
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