Getting Over In New Zealand

Chapter 3

---The Flight---
I'm here in New Zealand. The story of my flight is pretty crazy.

Entering the airplane
I was pretty nervous at first, entering the airplane. As I saw, there are so many people. Like I'm soo glad to find a seat fast.

But the child was my worst nightmare. Like seriously.

Right When I was sitting on my chair. He was kicking me chair cause he forgot to bring his toy.

He was kicking and kicking and kicking and kicking. I didn't even ate dinner because of him.

I was going to talk to his mom, then suddenly the kicking stopped.

As I look back they were gone. I think they move to another seat or something.

Soo finnally I can eat my dinner. Eating at the airport was actually fun it was like a buffet but it is served.

I ate steak, corn, ice cream, lemonade, biscuits and soo many more food that I like.

I ate soo many food that I forgot what shall I do as I step in New Zealand.

I was thinking doing a cartwheel or maybe a jump. Or maybe do a 360 spin going out of the airplane.

Hmm maybe a 360 spin sound better.
After a brief thinking, I'm going to do a 360 spin out of the plane.

We'll not literally out of the plane when it's flying of course when it lands.

I was waiting it to land, but I fell asleep. And the dream:

It was about a guy that I'll meet in New Zealand.

He was tall, a few centimeters higher than me. Brown hair but darker.
Not too long haired nor short kind of perfect. We had the same skin colour. But I didn't got his name.

Then of course I woke up cause the plane landed and it's Sunday February 12, 2017.

As I was going out off the airplane. I did my 360 spin and I fell, Yeah I did not expect to fail my 360 spin.

Hmmm I guess I'm not a cat, check that out of the list.

But seriously I need to get a hotel to skype Cleo.

                 ---Perfect Hotel---

Choosing a hotel is pretty hard but I found the perfect hotel. It was near a mall, a park and speacially a café.

As I was entering the lobby. It was pretty crazy. It was packed of people waiting for a place to stay in just like me.

They were pretty many, and they all look fancy and rich.

As I was going to the counter the guard asked me, "Hello Miss, where are your parents? Sorry we do not allow 18 below teens to stay, without a parent's consen."

"I'm 22, here's my ID" I immidietly replied.

"Oh! Sorry Miss, have a good stay 😊"

Do I really look that young to need a parent's consen?

As I step in the counter I ask the lady. "May I please get a room?"