Last summer I got on a (11) for the first time. My family flew from Taiwan to (12). At the (13) we waited for two hours. Our seats were in (14) sixteen, near the window. I could see small white clouds outside. The flight was only ninety minutes, and I was a little sad when it ended. Before we landed, the (15) told us the weather in the city was fine. It was a fantastic trip.
My grandfather was a (16) for thirty years. He worked on a big (17). It carried cars to other countries. He says life at sea is not easy. Sailors must be (18) to each other, because they live together for months. Sometimes they feel (19) and miss their families. My grandfather is old now, but he still goes to the harbor. He looks at the boats and tells me (20) stories about the sea.