Descriptive writing on a busy Airport

There 's always that early morning rush and panic when you think you’re all set to go on holiday. You check you have packed everything and that the young children are settled and securely strapped in to their seats. As you drive away from the house your mind is going over a list of belongings you have packed when you realize you 've forgotten something. Luckily you’re only a few minutes down the road so your dad turns round and drives back. Of course there is always one person who has forgotten to go to the toilet and comes back in the house with you as you hurried collect whatever you 've forgotten.

After all that hastle you’re back in the car and driving to the airport. Your younger siblings get bored easily and ask every five minutes whether we 're there yet; of course you are getting annoyed with them and on the edge of an argument, when your mother relieves the situation by playing a game like looking out for different animals in fields. That keeps them quiet for a hour or so!

Once within the grounds of the airport, the first struggle is to find a parking spot. Most spaces are already taken and drivers are left battling to get the next available spot.

Everyone soon clambers out the stuffed car and stretches their arms and legs which have often gone stiff or numb from the journey. The younger siblings rush off with their father to get a trolley for the luggage while the eldest child and their mother start unloading heavy luggage out of the car.

Eventually all the luggage is hauled out of the car and on to the trolley and the whole family stroll towards the airport.

Often when you step inside an airport in the holiday season you wished you never arrived and turn back to leave but your parents are always there to pull you back in. The noise of people talking rises bit by bit to a point that you find it hard to concentrate and hear the person you’re talking to. Queues are normally agonisingly long and young children get impatient and bored and