Travels in Cuba

Travels in Cuba — page 3
Small turbulence She must be kidding I looked across the aisle at my father He was as white as a mushroom He was gripping the armrests of his seat his eyes shut tight My mother’s face was all wrinkled up like she was trying to imagine she was somewhere else Next to me Max began to pull everything out of his backpack His stuffed penguin his comic books his flashlight a banana his underwear you name it At the very bottom of his pack he found what he was looking for His Batman mask He put it on and smiled Batman to the rescue he yelled My little brother can get the weirdest ideas He probably thought he could save the plane by looking like a superhero Max is always very helpful in dangerous situations All of a sudden like night and day the sky outside changed And the plane stopped shaking The flight attendants went up and down the aisles picking up the luggage that had fallen from the bins They gathered up the burp bags from the passengers who had used them I looked out the window again The black clouds had disappeared and the sun was shining on a green island shaped like a crocodile floating on a turquoise sea We had survived Our vacation was about to begin The pilot’s voice came on the speakers Thank you for your patience We will be landing shortly at the José Martí International Airport in La Habana Bienvenidos a Cuba