Clara, my mother, and I took the train to downtown Copenhagen and ate cinnamon rolls. When we got back to the hotel, we were all ready to go. We took the black Airbus back to the airport, where we sat in Clara’s terminal for her layover in Rekjavik, Iceland. Her airline was “Wow airlines.” The plane had sunglasses and a smile.
While we were waiting for Clara to leave, Sam poked his head up from between the chairs.
We boarded our plane and it took us to London Hethrow airport. This time wasn’t as exciting and fun as last time. Once we were up in the air, I spotted an Icelandic river below. We crossed the Denmark Strait, and the most amazing sight fell upon my eyes! A huge flow of icebergs floated in the ocean, while next to them, the eastern Greenlandic isles of snow and rock arose from the sea like jagged white spires.
The incredible sight that met our eyes. The events that followed took us across the greatest island I have ever seen.
Do you know what I find increadably horrible? We were the only people on the plane with the windows open! The rest of the people were missing out because they were watching movies, listening to music, or sleeping. I am glad we aren’t one of those people.
All too soon, the plane landed in LA. We waited forever for our car to be washed, even though it is a drought in California right now. We didn’t get home until 1:00AM, but I wasn’t tired because I was jet lagged. This was the end of a glorious trip, from Cape Town to the arctic, and I will never forget it, because it has been the best vacation I have ever experienced in my 11 years of life.
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