Wisata

It finally came. The day I was waiting for. The day I rode Garuda again! I finally got to go on a plane after nearly 1 year. That has got to be an achievement. And for the first time, I got to ride it alone. Your reactions might have been surprised. You might have thought I was going to another  country by myself without any parent supervision. Ha! I wished that's what happened. Unfortunately that's not what happened. I just went to Bali. And my parents went with me. Not on the same plane though . They went on Air Asia while I went on Garuda. It 's a long story. But I just might tell you. So it all started a long time ago (flashback). My mum booked us a flight to Bali. She booked 4 tickets for the 4 of us. My mum also booked us a villa there. I was excited because it's been months since we went anywhere. Because I am a good student, I didn't want to go on the weekdays. Skipping class would surely make me less smart, and I would have lots of homework. So mum bought t

Me couldn't put my book down at Salamanca Square Today was the last full day I have at Hobart. Tomorrow my Dad will rent a car and we will drive to Cradle Mountain. My Mum said we would be doing the laundry today. So at 8 o'clock My Mum, Sister and I go to a place call Salamanca Square. My Mum likes walking on outings, but she likes statues even more. She would stop and look at a statue even though it might look like a 'kompos'. My Sister likes walking on outings too. She always likes running and jumping, skipping and all those kind of stuff. Myself on the other hand don't like outings. I would rather sit in bed and read a book all day. But I don't have a book at the moment (I finished one before I went to the holiday). And we have to do the laundry before tomorrow.  Halfway on our trip it started to rain. My Mum tried to make Ayesha (my sister) go faster. Mum had no luck. I tried next (I am better at this than My Mum). I whispered that we were going to the Fair