Northern-Ireland Tour (Part-1)

Author: Engineer M. M. E. Hossain

Traveler: Little brother ‘Tom’ ​​(pseudonym)

Leaving the confines of London for his first trip:

My name is Tom (pseudonym). I live in London, UK. I am 7 years old. This summer, I expressed my desire to my father to go on a trip. And, in my 7 years of life, I have never been outside the country or not even to anywhere of London, England. Until now, my younger brother and I have stayed in our English community. Which is a small neighborhood in London and I have no travel outside of it. My father told me that he didn't have time. I couldn't think what to do now. Finally, my dream started to come true. Taif (pseudonym), my cousin, who is an engineer and has a well-paid job, came to our house. He lives in Scotland. My mother is Scottish, and my father is English. So, I am both Scottish and English. After my brother arrived, I told him that I wanted to go on a trip. He said that he would be going to Belfast, Northern Ireland, UK, during the summer vacation. I asked that if I could want to go with him. He immediately agreed. He talked to my father about me in the evening. I was sitting next to him. As soon as he told him about me, my father agreed and the opportunity for my first trip in life was ready.

1st night of the trip:

Finally, travel day came. That day, August 1, 2025, my brother reached my house at 4:00 PM after finishing his duty. Our flight is at 5:00 PM today. My excitement was unstoppable. My mother had packed my bag. She gave me four T-shirts, three pants, a pair of sandals, two caps, nine bottles of juice, many packets of chocolates and chips. And my father gave me 50 USD for my expenses and gave my brother 300 USD for my expenses. Taif (pseudonym) brother washed his hands and face as soon as he arrived. Then, after a light breakfast, he took me from home and set off for the journey. It was a wonderful day for me. We took a taxi from home to London Stansted Airport. It was 4:30 PM. Since it was not a holiday, there was not much crowd. We packed our things and boarded the plane. Which was like a big dream for me. The flight schedule was delayed by 5 minutes. Finally, the plane started to run. We were travelling on Ryanair Airlines in economy class. My brother promised me that he would take me back to London on a daytime flight. My brother said that the tickets for the day were already booked. That is, he had booked all the round-trip tickets online. Then, at 5:05 PM, our plane took off. At first, I was a little scared. The reason was that the plane was shaking a lot while climbing up. But, as it climbed higher, the plane's shaking stopped and started to move smoothly. Seeing my fear and joy, my brother laughed. I couldn't see anything outside the plane window in the darkness of the night. However, understanding my situation, my brother asked me what story I wanted to hear. I asked for hearing a ghost story. My brother started telling me stories. In between listening to the stories, I kept peeking out the window. While listening to the story, I reached Belfast, the capital of Northern Ireland. When I was in the sky of Belfast, the capital, there was a light show below. Just like London. However, we landed at Belfast International Airport, a little far from the city. The time was 6:12 PM, we arrived 3 minutes before the scheduled time. Our 1 hour 7 minute flight ended. Then, we walked out of the airport with our bags and luggage. From the airport, we took a taxi to our hotel. When I reached the hotel, it was almost 7:25 pm. Being my first trip, I was very tired. My brother and I cleaned ourselves in the washroom. Then, I lay down on the bed and rested for 10-12 minutes. My brother took out the sandwiches and biscuits that he had brought with him. My brother and I finished our light breakfast and came out of the hotel. I was walking on the sidewalk holding my brother's hand. This time, my brother hired a taxi again. We both arrived at 'Bright's' restaurant. There I ordered a fish item called 'Fish and Chips'. And, my brother ordered the 'Southern Fried Chicken Wrap', a chicken item. After taking dinner, my brother and I went back to the hotel. And, yes, our hotel was called 'The Avenue Belfast'.

Thus ends the story of little brother Tom (pseudonym) and his brother Taif (pseudonym)'s first night in Belfast on August 1, 2025. Traveling can tire our bodies but invigorate our minds. And, it can satisfy a restless soul. However, little friends, this is the end of it for today. Once again, I will write to you about Tom's (pseudonym) new travel story. However, goodbye little friends.