To the airport

On the 28th of May it was there. The airport of Cologne/Bonn in Germany. After leaving on 6 o’clock in the morning and 3 and a half hour driving my parents and I arrived at the airport. I was really exited to go on the plane, because it was going to be my first real flight. I looked really to it, because I had to get out for a few days, so this 5 day trip to my sister really felt as a getaway-trip for me. My mom wanted that I would bring stuff for my sister with me, like a ‘kaasschaaf’, a typical Dutch thing, where you can slice your cheese in thin slices. Because you can hurt yourself and another with it, I didn’t want to bring it along with me on the plane, because it probably is forbidden. Well, on Friday, the day I leaved again to go back to the Netherlands, I reorganised my bag and I found the kaasschaaf………… MOM!!!!!