In 2018, my dad decided to travel to U.S. with my brother and me. At first, I felt over the moon, but the I remember about my classes. What about them? My mom told me to not worry, she would send me the homework I would have to do. Fortunately, we arrived fine and the city (Miami) was wonderful. After a month, we had to go back to Argentina. Unfortunately, the flight was delayed. The agency give us a room in a really expensive hotel and we ate (to my suprise) a delicious breakfast the next day.
In conclusion, that was a really good journey.