The Planes And The Airports

The trip started out with me seeing someone from class at the airport in our terminal gate. For a while I thought he whould be on the plane I would be on. But I was wrong about that. So on the plane I was tired but coulden’t fall asleep. Then at Amsterdam we got though the imigration and customs part of the airport (though it took a while). When we got to Vienna we took all the trains we could to get to Nine Houchgagasse where my great grandmother lives.