It was the holidays, and my parents had prepared a list of fun activities for our family. The list included a tour, picnic, game night, shopping, and swimming. I was excited, knowing that this holiday was going to be a blast. To decide which activity to do first, we held a family vote. After an anonymous vote, we decided to go on a tour first.
We had heard that Paris had stunning views, and my dad announced that we would be heading to France the next day. The vacation had just begun, and we arrived in France, eager to start our tour. At the airport, our tour guide was waiting for us, along with thousands of other tourists enjoying their vacation.
As the tour commenced, the guide began showing us different places and sharing their history. However, due to the large crowds, I lost contact with my family. Panicked, I asked for directions to find the tour guide and was told to head north of there where I'd see a beautiful pond, where I would likely find my family. I set off in that direction, hoping to reunite with them soon.
