My First Trip Abroad

      We became more excited as the plane was going to land on Vancouver Airport. I could see the green land, white buildings through the window. But I could feel that my heart was already down there.

      Finally, we landed on this amazing Newfoundland. The fresh air and soft breeze outside eased our tiredness. Everything we saw was totally familiar but strange. Cars, buses, and motorbikes were running along the lanes; typical western buildings seemed so peaceful with the warm sunshine falling on them. We, seated on the school bus, enjoyed everything and the ups and downs of the road felt like a rollercoaster.

      Getting off the bus, we were greeted warmly by the host families. Shaking hands and a “nice to meet you” expressed our gladness. I took out the prepared presents---a box of delicate chopsticks and chinese tea. And Kathy gave them a couple of red chinese knots and paintings, which they liked very much. I knew we would have a good time in this new, strange but kind city.