My First Trip

I remember traveling when I was very young. Now, I don’t have the best memory of my childhood. I loved my childhood though! And I wish I could remember more. I guess I don’t think about it too much. While I do sometimes think of it, I don’t dwell on it. I like to think that my future will be just as good as my childhood. It might even be better!

I don’t remember my first airplane right. Maybe that’s a good thing. I don’t like flying. Maybe it’s because I’ve experienced some extreme turbulence during a storm one time. I’m not a fan! I don’t like lightning to strike right out of my window. If it’s bright on the ground, it’s even brighter when you’re in the sky. The airplane would take me on a vacation though. And I did like that part.

One of my earliest vacations was going to Disneyland. The thing about this trip is that I don’t remember it at all. I don’t even know if I saw Micky Mouse! I do have pictures, at least. When I was a kid, there were no cell phones. Therefore, we did not have like 100 pictures of the trip. There were Kodak cameras at least. There was the disposable kind. I think we had those. And we didn’t bring the family camcorder. You know, the ones that were the size of a brick.

Even though I don’t remember my first trip, maybe it gave me a love of traveling. This isn’t about flying in an airplane! But, today, I absolutely love traveling to new places. When I’m a little bit older, I would love to travel the world. Even though I’ve been to many countries already, there are plenty more to experience. This time, I’ll make sure to bring enough camera storage to really remember the trips.