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Hawaii Love

I looked out of a small square plane window and see water, lots of it. It was the bluest,
most spectacular water I have ever seen. I wasn't even really that excited when I first stepped
onto the plane, but when I saw the Pacific Ocean for the first time, I was overwhelmed with
exuberance.
As we got closer to our destination I switched seats from the front of the plane to the back
with the rest of the Lions band members. All of us could be spotted from anywhere, with our
matching tan shirts with colorful lettering in the upper right corner spelling "HAWAII" big and
bold. I picked the seat that was by my friend Ryan, a blonde haired blue eyed teenager.
It was such a clear day, you could see forever. The pilot of the plane was nice enough to
lean the plane to the left and then the right so we could see all the beauty as we got closer to the
tropical island . As the landing gear descended from its cubby below the plane, my heart started to
race. Tears came to my eyes. I asked myself ," What's the matter with you? You'd better not lose
it in front of all these people that you really don't know."
The plane landed with an abrupt halt. Everyone but me arose from their seats, chatting
about how wonderful it was to be in Hawaii. I sat there in silence, taking in the atmosphere. When
it was our turn for my row to leave, I stood up and got a little light headed from standing up too
quickly. I looked out the window at the paved runway and the planes I've never seen before. As I
walked through the aisle I got more and more excited. The stewardess shook my hand and told
me to have a wonderful stay.
As I stepped off the plane the aroma of tropical life and flowers just after an afternoon rain
shower overwhelmed me . This middle aged, dark skinned, black haired man gave me a pamphlet
and that's when I lost it. I cried like someone close to me had died. When I was waiting for my
bag to come down off the conveyor belt, everyone was asking me if I was...