The Day I Traveled To Canada

   It was a Monday morning and I had just woken up. I the heard the exciting news that I was travelling to Canada. I was extremely ecstatic because I was travelling on a plane for the first time. I rushed to my closet and took out all my clothes from their hangers. After that, I grabbed all my shoes and flung them into my bright pink and purple suitcase. It was finally time to go to the Vigie airport. Being on a plane was one of my dreams from since I was five years old. As I boarded the plane, I grew even more excited. I was so happy, I started to cry. I was finally in Ottawa, Canada. Then my grand-aunt came to pick me up to bring me to her house. I did a montage of things when I was away. Most of all, I shopped. I shopped for stationery, and even things for the rest of my family members. I actually had a blast. Lastly I went to a cottage. It was the best I have ever seen. There was a lake that I had swum in. Though it was cold, I enjoyed it. As the week had passed, it was the day that I had to say goodbye to Ottawa. I was really despondent. I packed my suitcase and headed in my grand-aunt's car to go to the airport. I then boarded the plane to head back to St. Lucia.This was actually the best trip I have ever experienced. I wished that I could have stayed longer.