It was mid winter break of 2007. The grade I would be in at that time was 6th. That was when mid-winter break was a week long. For mid-winter break, my family went to San Diego, California. We ate dinner at a restaurant in the airport. After we ate dinner, we spent most of the time getting our ticket, getting checked, and riding the magic carpet. Two hours later we finally get on the plane.

When we got on the plane the pilots give my brother and I a brochure about something. It took about 30 minutes for the plane to take off into the air. This is when all the excitement starts. When we get about five thousand feet in the air, the lady that serves food and drinks checks in on the pilots of the plane.

I hear a scream. The passengers on the plane instantly stood up to see what happened. Even the people who were sleeping woke up because the scream was so loud. The lady comes out of the cockpit and everyone asks her what is wrong. You can tell that see was sad, but we didn't know what was wrong.

The lady says, " there is good news and bad news." The bad news is the pilots passed out and she doesn't know how to fly the plane. Everyone starts screaming. The lady says, " The good news is, we have Bud Light! Everyone starts to calm down and celebrate.

I stand up and yell, What about the plane? Everyone else on the plane yells back," Okay genius you want to fly the plane?" I say " Yes I would." I get to the cockpit and I see all kinds of buttons and lights. I'm like, " This is going to be easy". The plane is decreasing in altitude. The plane will only take about twenty seconds to crash into the Earth.

I see an ejection switch for the pilots. There is a parachute right behind me. I think about grabbing the parachute and ejecting myself out of the plane only to save myself. I realize that what I will do is bad and I pull down the handles and the plane gets parallel with the ground with only about one second until impact. I know the plane can't crash into the ground anymore and I eject the landing gear.

Very carefully I touch the wheels of the landing gear to the ground. The plane is sliding on the runway. It is dark, so I can't see. The runway is a couple miles long. The plane keeps sliding and sliding . When the plane gets closer I start to see a 3-D shape. The shape would eventually become the airport.

The plane eventually stops and I get off the plane on the shoulders of the other passengers. When we get into the lobby of the airport, there are about two hundred people clapping and cheering acknowledging my life-saving plane flying. One of the persons was California Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger.

Arnold ended up giving me the key to San Diego, San Francisco,and Sacramento. I can visit those cites anytime I want and I won't half to buy an airplane ticket. I can just fly the plane.

After the celebration was over I ended up going to Lego Land, San Diego Zoo, a motor-cross race in the San Diego Charger's Quallcomm Stadium, and the Air & Space Museum. Also, my family and I had dinner at my Dad's cousin's house.

One day we went to the USS Midway, an aircraft carrier. My family and I got to go where the planes are kept, under the runway and on the runway itself. We also got to go where the sailors got to sleep and eat. It is like a labrynth down there. There are so many hallways and corridors it is so easy to get lost. From the USS Midway, I got a book by Tom Clancy.

Another day we went on a cruise/whale watching trip. When we were at San Diego we stayed at two seperate condos. The second condo we stayed at was is the middle of a forest with a few other condos. Behind the condo was a beach and the Pacific Ocean. My dad got angry when my brother and I decided to go to swimming at the pool instead of the ocean.

My dad said we have to stay outside for awhile. When my brother gets in the water, he cuts his foot on a seashell. My brother's foot started to bleed and my brother and I go to the sliding, glass, door of our condo. Our dad won't let us in and my brother show's my dad his foot.

My dad lets us in, looks at the foot, and decides he needs stitches. My brother and my dad go to the hospital.

The next day my dad, my brother and I decide to walk along the beach. We have a waterproof football that we played catch with. When we were walking along the beach we see a bunch of jellyfish by the ocean water. The top of the jellyfish is what we see. My brother has the football, so he decides to throw the football at one of the jellyfish.

Thankfully he missed, because my dad starts to yell at him because what we see is where the poison is. Not one of my brother's smartest move. When my dad and my brother turn around and start heading back to the condo I see this large fish on the shore. I look at the large fish closely and I notice that it is a whale that is stuck on the beach.

I run towards the whale and see if my brother and dad are in the condo yet, unfortunately, they are. I can be the hero again just like I was the hero when I flew the plane to get to San Diego. I use my strength to pull and push the whale back into deep enough water so the whale can swim.

I get back to the condo before my parent's and my brother even realize I was gone. I tell them I saved the whale, but they wouldn't listen. I know I saved the whale and thats all what matters.

It is the last day of the San Diego trip and it is time to go back to the coldness of Michigan. When I get on the plane back to Detroit there are a bunch of people clapping and celebrating just like sixth grade send off. I bow and wave to them and I get back on the plane. The amazing trip I will remember forever ended.