I was two years old and I was in the airport with my grandparents ready to board the two hour flight to Salt Spring Island. When we boarded I started to relax. But for some reason it took forever to lift off though. When we got to the rental house I noticed it was right beside the Pacific Ocean. For the rest of the week we spent a few hours at the ocean but I got cut by a barnacle. Even though that didn't stop the fun.