100 Word Challenge

“Why do we have to go to England” I complained. “Why can’t we go to Brazil” Lucca and I questioned together.  “Because I said so” Dad said with authority. On the plane, I was so bored that I fell asleep straight away.

11 hours later…

 “Ambrose Ambrose, we are here”Lucca said excitedly. Arriving at England it was so cold, frosty and grey. In our hotel we were on the third floor and the elevator was broken, so we had to carry our luggage up to our room. Bazil would have been a lot easier I told Dad.