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First Trip Abroad

Growing up I didn't know how the world looked, the only access we had to the world was TV (no internet for us at those times). However, on TV we could see the world wide and clear (or at least I thought so). We would watch TV Shows where hosts would fly to some magnificent areas of the world and would explore, I always got chills from watching those kinds of TV shows.
The idea of travelling the world always made me happy but I didn't get to travel outside my country until I turned 9. . .

It was a gloomy day, since yesterday the weather looked angry at us. Strange thing since for the past few weeks we had scorching heat all around the country. My mom is packing up my clothes because I am travelling to Ulcin (Ulcinj, Montenegro) and I am thrilled about it.
The feeling of having to leave my family back home for one week so I could go with my friends to the sea was something I cannot explain, at one hand I was happy I am visiting the sea for the first time in my life but on the other I am leaving my family back home another first and a horrible one at that. (Even now at 24 I still have the same feelings, excited to explore but sad to be away from my family)
The time has come, I kiss my grandmother goodbye and accompanied by my mother, auntie, brother and sister we go to for the bus.

A bumpy road awaited us, over 30 kids travelling together. . .14 hours later we arrived at our destination, tired to the bone (I still have the very bad habit of not being able to sleep on the road no matter how long the road is) but ecstatic about the great place we have arrived at.
The great Illyrian Castle of Ulcin we could see from very far away and smell of the sea made the view far more memorable, the bumpy waves, the smiley faces of people going to and coming from the beach are sights I won't forget. 

It got dark, "let's go to bed" said my friend bearthing heavy after the funniest football game we played on the grounds of the castle. . .The warm beds awaited us with big hugs as we went straight to sleep. 

Ugh..The water ain't fun to drink, It was my intention to do it but playing on the sea means you're going to drink some, especially if you make a point to jump every single wave that comes your way.
I remember not going out of the water for hours and hours, I would go out only when I was shivering. In time we found out that even the beach is rather funny if you put some time into it, building small small holes was the beginning of our sand adventures, we ended up making all sorts of things with it, from train rails, to large casttles, writing our names was fun too.

I don't quite remember deatils of the trip very well but I do remember that we had a great time over there, I met and made some very good friends and most importantlly I tasted the sea water which was a mystery to my 9 year old self.

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