Earliest Memories

The earliest memory that I can describe in detail, is when I was at Guangzhou, eight years ago, it was just a few hours before I was about to take the plane to Seattle, Washington where my cousins would be waiting. I was at this huge city that I have been to for the first time, everything was so loud, the cars were all backed up, teenagers just cross the streets on their skateboards or bikes and occasionally a driver would literally open the window and start cursing in Chinese and to what would be now flipping them off too with the middle finger, I personally found it extremely funny and would always laugh at the driver. My mom was doing some last minute shopping walking around the streets, checking out the shops and stalls, it was Autumn, close to Winter then, even though the city was fairly warm people would still wear their Winter coats and white gloves just to show off, from where i came from a little quiet town like Olympia almost and occasionally i would nag my mom to take me along to buy groceries, but at Guangzhou I was scared, I was grabbing onto my moms sweater as hard as I could, because if I let go I would be lost and my mom wouldn't hear me if i cried for help, but i couldn't help looking around, it was night and the streets signs were illuminating bright colors and cars horns were blaring.
I was finally able to leave the streets and go to the airport, it was quiet there and I was tired, I found a chair and slept on it, when my mom woke me up I was walking into the plane, I couldn't read then but I remember vividly it was a American Airlines plane, with its red white and blue strips.