Lior's+Memoir


 * My Trip Abroad **
 * by Lior**

When I was eight I went to Germany to visit my mom’s friends. We had not seen some of them in five or six years. It was really nice to see our friends again.

 My first memory from the trip is going to 30th Street Station, and getting on a train to Newark, New Jersey. The train we took had weird glass compartments, and it was awesome because we were the only ones in the compartment. The train stopped at the airport terminal. Then we got on the plane. On the plane we must’ve flown over somewhere cold because my mom pointed out an iceberg, but I was too busy watching //Diary of a Wimpy Kid// for the 12th time (literally). We had a delicious plane dinner, though sadly I don’t remember what it was. We landed in Sweden, and oddly I remember the bathrooms because instead of stalls they had fully closed compartments with its own sinks. Later, my mom and I boarded the Lufthansa plane, which gave us these cute stork pencils and other weird objects. Finally, we landed in an airport in Hamburg, my mom’s friends picked us up from the airport, and drove us to Lubeck. I remember us driving on a highway in the sunset and feeling really peaceful.

Either the first day or the third day we went to an amusement park called Hansa Park. To me Hansa Park was paradise. The cool part of the park was that it was on the ocean and to there were rides for each country. For Philadelphia, there was a giant Liberty Bell, and you were in the center. It was quite scary but so cool.

 The next day or so we went to a dock where we planned to go on a week trip on a tiny yacht. I remember being super excited. When we got on the the boat I remember being quite underwhelmed; it was so tiny. But it grew on me. Every night we would dock on a harbor. We were on the yacht for six days. One night, we docked on a dock with beautiful clear water; it was so pretty and perfect. The water was shining and crystal clear

 That is one of my favorite memories because now I realize how important it is to travel and see around the world. Traveling helps you experience things you that you wouldn’t experience anywhere else. For examples, I would’ve never been able to ride bikes around the city at the age of eight, almost by myself. I am going again this summer, which is really exciting.

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