There’s something exciting about a plane take off. It’s thrilling as it starts to build up speed. Then a kind of terror passes through you as the wheels leave the ground, and you realize that you are in a metal contraption flying thousands of feet in the air with your life in the hands of someone you never met. It seems like a fitting way to start off an adventure.
We left Las Vegas Air Port around midnight for people who don’t know the plane is a very difficult place to sleep so when we got to Miami around 6 am most of us decided to take a nap on the floor it wasn’t very comfortable but it was better than the plane. Someone made a comment about us (not very nicely) luckily one of the students was sitting next to him and set him strait; they did take a picture before they left.