
At home in Guadalajara, Spain, it was very warm. The sun was shining. My mum reminded me to take my jacket and told me how cold London was. I did not believe her.
At 12:30, my mum, my little brother and I were waiting for the plane. I was very excited because it was my second time flying in a plane. Although, the plane went fast, I wasn't scared.
When I arrived in London, my uncle was waiting for us and it was very cold.
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