Four Flight to Venezuela.
On October 31, 2007; I took a flight from American Airlines from JFK to Santo Domingo. When We arrived, it was raining in Santo Domingo all fucking day. The rain never stop. Then came Aserca Airlines, the flight from Venezuela. So we took a chance with the rain. We took off from the bad weather. I was riding on a DC-9 plane. When the plane reach the altitute, we had turbulance as a boat. I was holding the seat but I was king of a little nevous of the plane shaking. The fat man that was seating accross to me wave at me and with his hand, he wanted me to calm down. From Santo Domingo, we went to Curacao. Then continue to Caracas, Venezuela. When I got to custom, I took another flight to from Caracas to Polamar. I arrived there at night at 9:05 PM. My cousin Flower and her two sons and friend pick me up at the airport.
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