The start of my trip

So my little adventure begins. I spent the day with my family at the local swimming pool and then came home and finished packing. My brother Jason arrived about 5ish to pick me up. He lives in Santa Monica and will be taking me to the airport tomorrow to catch my flight. On the way over to his house, we started talking and he decided to take me up in his little plane as a little going away gift. He is a pilot and also teaches people to fly. I was happy and nervous at the same time. We arrived at the Santa Monica airport and we checked over the plane. He has been flying for over two years now, and this was the first time I was in one of his planes, a piper cherokee. We jumped in, and took off down the runway. WOW! Totally amazing! It was a little bumpy at first, but I guess thats normal. It was really neat to be flying over LA in such a small plane. LA is HUGE! It seemed like it just went on forever and ever.



We flew up the coast a little bit twoards Malibu, where he even let me take control of the plane. I was a little nervous, but he said I did really well. I only flew the plane for about 5 minutes. But that was pretty long enough for me, my hands were sweating!!! Anyways, we flew around and he showed me some homes of some of the movies stars, flew over Dogers Stadium, past the Hollywood sign and then back to the runway. What a way to start my adventure. Good times!!!!!