24 August 2012
'Are you sure you still want to go, it's ok to change your mind.' my mum said hopefully, she was overprotective of me but I'd rather she was. 'yes mum, I've always wanted to travel the world, Paris is the perfect place to start.' I beamed as I put the last box into the taxi. I turned and was engulfed by my mums arms. 'be careful, and stay away from those French boys!' she teased, her eyes were shiny, filled with tears. I quickly kissed her and darted into the taxi before my tears began to fall.
We drove for about an hour before reaching the airport, the taxi driving off in a squeal of tires as the last of my bags were unpacked. Leaving me feeling very alone and lost. Thoughts began running through my head, doubting my maturity to actually be able to live thousands of miles away from my family. But then Olivia dashed up to me squealing excitedly and all my doubts seemed silly and were forgotten quickly.
It seemed to take forever for the flight to begin to board and as I buckled myself in, I felt the usual sensation in my stomach when flying. My stomach knotted in fear and I gripped the armrests like they were my lifeline. 'relax.' Olivia said kindly, she understood how fearful I was of flying. 'we'll be fine, this is just the beginning of our adventure.' I nodded, trying to quash the anxiety that was building inside of me. I leant back and tried to get to sleep.
'Amelie...Amelie.' I groaned and pushed away the hands that were gently trying to wake me. 'we're here!' Olivia exclaimed, which caused my eyelids to flutter open. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and grabbed my hand luggage.
We lugged our bags out of the back of a French taxi and took in to scenery around us. Even at night Paris was beautiful, fairy lights lit up the trees and the Eiffel tower made us both gasp. It had the usual lights that light it up but it was alive with people. Olivia and I both turned to each other and squealed excitedly. 'This is going to be the best summer ever!'
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Lost In Paris Chpt.7 • Opuss № I