It's been a long time since I traveled abroad. Actually, I'm in Toronto now, not in my country. So living in Toronto can be considered traveling for me. It is exciting. One of my most interesting trips was visiting Versailles. I was ten years old. I remember what I did there. When we got there, I was so angry at my sister because she had kept bothering me by asking me to do this or do that. She'd been treating me as her servant.
When we arrived in the Versailles, she tried to take a picture with me but I didn't want to do that with her. So finally we took a picture separately. Now whenever I see some pictures that we took in the Versailles, I can't stop laughing. My face in those pictures makes me laugh. My face was just frowned, not like a happy traveler. When I took a picture in front of the very big fountain, my mom said to me, “Take a step backward, baby.". So I did and then I almost fell into that big fountain. I was so startled that I took a picture with almost crying face. That's just a kind of funny memory. I'll never forget the trip to the Versailles with my family. I was just a 10-year-old little girl.
After that, we went to the big department store 'Printemps'. There were so many people because it was Saturday. In the department store, unfortunately, I got lost. I wasn't able to see my mom, my dad and my sister at all! I started to cry. I couldn't find them anywhere. That kind of accident had never ever happened to me before. I was so scared. Suddenly a kind clerk found me crying and took me to the section for missing children in the department store. It was her who gave me some candies and made me calm. I still remember that. Few minutes later, I was able to see my mom and dad running to me! I started to cry again! What a touching scene! If they hadn't found me, I might have lived in France, maybe still now. But finally, I found my family back. After that, whenever I went to crowded places, I used to hold my mom's hand and never let it go.
The part of trip to France reminds me of many things. It is also a part of my experience and my life. Of course I'll never forget that. I've lived there for one year and half. Sometimes I miss the life in France. If I can, I'll go there again. And I won't get lost again!
