My First Trip (before M.E.)

My first trip abroad was the spanish island of Majorca at 9 years old. I loved it. The airport, the plane, the hotel, the pool, the sun, the food, the different language. I squealed with excitement on the plane taking off and thought of myself as a mermaid for the week I was never out of the pool. Eating at the All Inclusive restaurant and running around the sandy onsite playground in the sun. Going out of the complex and exploring the area, and every night joining in with the entertainment of games and party dances. That was it, I had the travel bug.