Holiday...Monday

St Helier

I was filled with nervous apprehension as we drove to the airport. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking and Mum kept asking if I was ok, which didn’t help. I was trying not to think about it. We bought lunch when we got there which cost an extortionate amount of money for two packets of sandwiches and two drinks. And then all too soon it was time to board the plane. I have to say I was terrified sitting there waiting for it to start moving, but when it did, and I felt the g-forces as the winged hunk of metal built up speed, I found a big grin spreading across my face, and as the boeing 737 lurched and wobbled it’s way into it’s unnatural position above the ground, I truly felt the exhilaration of flight. I never realised just quite how beautiful it would be…watching the land flow by beneath us, seeing clouds at eye level like floaty balls of cotton wool, and then below us like legless, headless fluffy sheep. And then we passed out over the sea, and it was so blue and green, shadows floating beneath the surface like enormous sea monsters, the waves making the ocean look like a piece of crushed, blue-green satin carelessly tossed to the ground.
And then all too soon we were landing, the ground rushing up to meet us as we touched down safely in Jersey. We were taken to the hotel in a minibus, The Laurels was the name of the hotel and it was quiet and peaceful. The room was excessively pink, but comfortable. After unpacking we went for a walk to explore. We were staying not far from St Helier, about ten minutes walk, and we had to go through a tunnel, similar to the Mersey Tunnel, but shorter and nicer. When we reached St Helier town centre we found a small fish and chip restaurant, Hectors Fish and Chips, that served the best fish platter that I had ever seen or tasted…small battered fillets of cod and haddock, nuggets of scampi and king prawns in filo pastry with delicious chunky chips and salad. It was heavenly, and mum couldn’t quite believe that I ate the entire thing!
After eating we strolled gently down to the harbour and bought an ice cream, mine was strawberry and cream, and pineapple and coconut, cos I was being a pig and went for a double cone. It took us a long while to get back to the hotel, because we went the long way round, taking our time and taking in some of the sights of the bay and St Helier.
We slept well that night, exhausted by our travels and the fresh sea air.