Trip Start Dec 10, 2008
22Trip End Jan 15, 2009
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altitude of 1850m, covered in snow. This trip is different to my others for
a number of reasons; it is the longest ( at 5 weeks), I am in a European
country and I am completely alone. I am staying Jessica, who stayed with me
in July, so there is one familiar face, but everything else is completely
foreign to me. I think that in a momentous trip like this some goals would
1. That i will have the best time of my life,
2. that i will gain a greater understanding of the French language and
and 3. , and perhaps most importantly, to not return home with ski
goggle tan marks (known as the racoon line)as many people get the, after
just a few days skiing.
We arrived at the airport very early, so I was checked in very early. We
found ourselves strolling around the airport with nothing to do for a few
hours before I was due to return to the check-in desk to be escorted to my
flight. I was flying as an unaccompanied minor, to make my journey
It was a lot easier as I was escorted right through to my gate, which was a
few levels away and I don't think that I would've found it. Saying good-bye
to mum, dad, laura, hayley and elyse was harder than i expected, but i was
brave and didn't cry. The man at Australian emigration noted that I changed
my hair colour since my passport picture was taken; I think he said it more
as a statement, but I took it as a compliment.
The 7 hour flight to Singapore was okay, but my inflight entertainment
didn't work the whole way, which is an integral part of the flying
experience, in my opinion. I sat next to some other unaccompanied minors, 2
Malaysian girls who spoke Chinese. I spoke to them, but I think they were
intimidated because they didn't talk back. In Singapore airport, the air
hostess who looked after me remembered me from last year when I went to
Singapore for a few days after Mihiri and Om's wedding. Isn't that amazing?
It certainly made me feel special.
The flight to London was 13hours. the lady sitting next to me was nice; she
talked to me for awhile before we both fell asleep. This flight was long,
and I was so squirmish by the end. At London airport, I was taken again by
another flight attendant to get my boarding pass and take me to my gate. By
this time I felt like a gift that everyone keeps re-gifting as I had had
about 6 different air hostess looking after me at various times. The bus
from terminal 4 at Heathrow to terminal 5 took 18 mins by bus. That amazed
me. When we were picking up my ticket to go to Lyon, i wasn't written down
as an unaccompanied minor, so they sat me down somewhere and left. After a
few minutes, a lady came running towards me to say that i was UM and she
guided me to the UM lounge.
another coach onto the tarmac to board the plane. this flight was my
favourite as the plane was tiny and they upgraded me as much as one can be
in a tiny plane. Lyon was beautiful. Despite the airport being a work-in-
progress, it was covered in snow and looked amazing. I was greeted by a
smiling Jessica holding a French flag, with the words "welcome amy" written
on it. I felt special again. The drive back to Jessica's was almost 3
hours long, and we stopped for lunch.
apartment building, with her parents owning all three apartments.
renting the middle one at the moment, so i am staying there.
my window is unbelievable.I feel so tired now; I've been on the go for over
Where I stayed