this is it, can you help me make it better, im not sure it even relates to imaginary journeys.
Thanks
The flight over had been boring, and jeez the plane and the airport cam out of the 20’s or at least the 70’s. Not even an air-conditioned walkway to the air-conditioned baggage claim.
When they opened the rickety door the heat was a physical entity that sucked the air out of Abbeys lungs. They stood up and were pushed out the door by the throng of people all trying to get out the door at the same time. They were disgorged onto the asphalt and stood in a small cluster trying to figure out where their bags were.
They wandered over to the knot of humanity scrabbling for their bags.
‘How Rude!’ Abbey thought, her bag could get dirty, or something.
The Safari bus slammed off a rut in the road and Abbey dropped the cassette she was trying to fit in her Walkman.
“Look!” yelled her mum
Abbey glanced up and hit her head on the luggage rack as they went over another rut in the crappy road. “Oh great” she grumbled sarcastically “a bird”
“Not just any bird, a spotted-nectar-eater bird”
Abbey just rolled her eyes and pressed Play on her Walkman, why couldn’t they see any lions or cheetahs or elephants or something?
Just then the tour guide announced, “If you look to your right under the tree you will see some wildebeest, they are a common sight around here”
Abbey thought they just looked like furry cows with big heads, nothing special.
Later in the ‘hotel’, it was more like a shack with butlers, her parents asked her how she found the safari.
“It sucked. There were no REAL animals, only boring ones.” She replied “And my batteries died so I cant listen to music anymore, Africa sucks”
“Well you can stay home tomorrow while our father and I go out again,” her mother offered.
Abbey woke up and turned on the TV. It seemed like there was only one channel and it advertised the hotel they were in. ‘What’s the point of that?’ She wondered, ‘we’re already here so what's the point?’
So she set of in search of the pool that the TV had announced ‘Was the largest and cleanest in all of Karelong National Park’ apparently that meant something.
She was wondering how she was meant to live without music in her life when she realized she didn’t know where she was. She had somehow wandered out of the hotel complex in her dire contemplations of a music-less world.
She was startled by a mysterious “Hi” that made her jump. Startled she realized that the ‘mound of dirt’ by the tree was in fact a Zulu boy much younger than her, or at least a year anyway.
“Hi” she nervously answered, then; “I’m Abbey”
“I’m called Ndebele. Come” he said
Her mind full of ‘stranger danger’ and other such school slogans she nevertheless followed him through the scrub to an unknown and possibly dangerous fate, she didn’t care – her batteries were dead.
“This is my house” Ndebele announced, “Come to see”
When her parents got back in the evening she was watching TV again.
“So, did you watch TV all day?” enquired her father.
“Yeah” she replied, “no, wait, I met some guy called Ndebele and we played at his house, it was kinda cool”
“Ok so you don’t want to come on safari again tomorrow?” her mum deduced
“What?! Why not?” Abbey exclaimed. There are cool animals like antelope and giraffe’s to be seen, Ndebele said they were cool”
Thanks
The flight over had been boring, and jeez the plane and the airport cam out of the 20’s or at least the 70’s. Not even an air-conditioned walkway to the air-conditioned baggage claim.
When they opened the rickety door the heat was a physical entity that sucked the air out of Abbeys lungs. They stood up and were pushed out the door by the throng of people all trying to get out the door at the same time. They were disgorged onto the asphalt and stood in a small cluster trying to figure out where their bags were.
They wandered over to the knot of humanity scrabbling for their bags.
‘How Rude!’ Abbey thought, her bag could get dirty, or something.
The Safari bus slammed off a rut in the road and Abbey dropped the cassette she was trying to fit in her Walkman.
“Look!” yelled her mum
Abbey glanced up and hit her head on the luggage rack as they went over another rut in the crappy road. “Oh great” she grumbled sarcastically “a bird”
“Not just any bird, a spotted-nectar-eater bird”
Abbey just rolled her eyes and pressed Play on her Walkman, why couldn’t they see any lions or cheetahs or elephants or something?
Just then the tour guide announced, “If you look to your right under the tree you will see some wildebeest, they are a common sight around here”
Abbey thought they just looked like furry cows with big heads, nothing special.
Later in the ‘hotel’, it was more like a shack with butlers, her parents asked her how she found the safari.
“It sucked. There were no REAL animals, only boring ones.” She replied “And my batteries died so I cant listen to music anymore, Africa sucks”
“Well you can stay home tomorrow while our father and I go out again,” her mother offered.
Abbey woke up and turned on the TV. It seemed like there was only one channel and it advertised the hotel they were in. ‘What’s the point of that?’ She wondered, ‘we’re already here so what's the point?’
So she set of in search of the pool that the TV had announced ‘Was the largest and cleanest in all of Karelong National Park’ apparently that meant something.
She was wondering how she was meant to live without music in her life when she realized she didn’t know where she was. She had somehow wandered out of the hotel complex in her dire contemplations of a music-less world.
She was startled by a mysterious “Hi” that made her jump. Startled she realized that the ‘mound of dirt’ by the tree was in fact a Zulu boy much younger than her, or at least a year anyway.
“Hi” she nervously answered, then; “I’m Abbey”
“I’m called Ndebele. Come” he said
Her mind full of ‘stranger danger’ and other such school slogans she nevertheless followed him through the scrub to an unknown and possibly dangerous fate, she didn’t care – her batteries were dead.
“This is my house” Ndebele announced, “Come to see”
When her parents got back in the evening she was watching TV again.
“So, did you watch TV all day?” enquired her father.
“Yeah” she replied, “no, wait, I met some guy called Ndebele and we played at his house, it was kinda cool”
“Ok so you don’t want to come on safari again tomorrow?” her mum deduced
“What?! Why not?” Abbey exclaimed. There are cool animals like antelope and giraffe’s to be seen, Ndebele said they were cool”
