28 February 2013
It didn't take me much effort to decide on what to write about when the instructor announced the next assignment "three memorable events". This phrase was enough and those three events jumped immediately to my mind, that school trip to Petra in 2009 was un forgettable one, yet that incident when I lost my passport in De Gaulle airport Paris was terrifying and recently my oldest brother's wedding back home in Jordan, was a real family celebration. It was 2009 and our school had organized a trip to Petra, I used to live in the north and Petra is located in the south of Jordan, so the bus road trip would take most of the trip, that however was may be what made it. The girls enjoyed their time, we sang, danced, exchanged accessories and IPODS, listened to every song we loved and laughed hysterically. We arrived Petra at about 10:40 which was a perfect timing for seeing the rosy city in its utmost glamour. In order to get to the main monument we had to walk through the Seeq, a three-kilometer zigzag path. After about half an hour walk we were there. The scene was a kind of splendiferous native creativity of a highly sophisticated primitive sculpturesque monument. In other words I stood there astonished. I and all my friends were taken by the moment. The long trip was worth it. It was June 2009 when I was in my way from Jordan to the US we had to stop in Charles De Gaulle International AirPort in Paris for three hours before we continue our flight to The US. I found it an opportunity to look around for those three hours so I started wandering here and over there in the airport. I entered one of the restaurants to eat something because I was starving. After that it was only one hour before the flight resumed I felt like want to go the rest room. So I entered the rest room then to the gate to resume the trip. When I reached...