From 30Jun2009 to 5Jul2009, I spent a nice summer vacation in Sichuan and Yunnan. It is my first time travelling in a group. Excitation was showed almost one week before the trip. Digital camera was ready, baggage was ready, laptop was ready. Happy mood was ready, too. Everything ready! Go! Friday evening, after work, we had a Pizza supper together, this is my first time to taste this recherche food. 5:45 pm, it was the time to the airport. Undoubtedly, everybody was relaxed. As we talked and laughted, suddenlly, we were all shocked at the sight of outside through the window, ohh, no, there was a heavy traffic. "That's funny, I've never seen such a traffic on the thruway to airport..." The bus swerved at a crossroad. What did that mean? A terrible conclusion was flashed on everyone's mind-the driver drove us to the opposite direction to airport just now. My god. The time was 6:30pm only 45minutes left... The air in the bus was frozen. We could even hear the click of the second. The bus rushed to the airport, when it stopped at the entrance to the waiting hall, We clearly heard the second call of our flight through the broadcast. Everybody made a dash to the check-in. "May I have your attention please, this is the final call for Flight MU...." At this second, we were running. The gate was closed and the door of the aircraft was shut after the last member of our group stepped into the plane. After I settled down myself and comfortbly sat back, I turned to the other group, I saw the complex emotion on their face with lingering fear and felicitation on successful boarding. Maybe it was the first step of our adventure.