My name is Dana Listing ch.10

The next morning, dad and I were in the airport, waiting for our flight to Dromanny. I sat on the floor, near dad. I closed my eyes and remembered when I came from my island. I had on a violet dress and leather-worn out sandals. Massani (mrs.) Laimm was driving me by the wrist and reminding me of behaving "Or I'll smack you so hard you won't have teeth 'til you 98, girl!". Dad was standing there, with a Chinese lady. I remember shaking as Massani Laimm practically pushed me in front of dad. Dad smiled and said my name. I was so shocked that I just stared a him wide-eyed. He then went forward and hugged me.Tightly.
I remember that he and the lady talked with Massani Laimm and then she just left with the Chinese lady. My ticket to Dromanny, Mrs. Laimm, had just left. Dad kept hugging me, but I let tears flow freely.

"C'mon. Our flight arrived." dad said as he stood up. I stood up too and grabbed my luggage. We got in the plane and sat on the seats.
"Where we landing?" I asked
"In..." dad said as he read the ticket, but frowned. I thought that we caught the wrong plane and we were heading to Rome or something. Instead, my ribs almost broke from laughter when dad showed me the ticket and said,
"I...sorry, but I can't read this name. How is it pronounced?"
I took the ticket and read out loud,
"Timpask, Dromanny. It the capital." I added

"Dana, Dana wake up. We arrived." dad said as he shook my shoulder. I woke up and immediately took off my seat belt and stood up. When we got off, there were a lot of tourists around us. Lots of busboys helped people with their luggage. We heard somebody calling dad's name. I turned around and saw Mr. LaVerne walking towards us.
"Georg! So glad you came alright. My, nobody told me Dromanny was so hot." he said as he came and shook hands with dad.
"Dana warned me, so we'll be alright." he answered. All around me, the people talking, I could hear the Dromanian language I was used to. Once we were in the taxi, we went to a big hotel. Mr.LaVerne would stay in another hotel.
"Good morning, in what may we help you?" the manager asked in dromanian
"Tell him that we have two suites reserved." dad told me.
"Um...we have two suites reserved." I traduced
"Under which name?"
"He asks which name."
"Listing." dad said
"Listing " I repeated. He checked in his computer and then gave us the keys. We went up to the 20th floor and dad gave me one of the keys.
"That one is your suite." he said
"My suite?" I repeated, not believing my ears.
"Yeah sure." he said as I grabbed the keys. I went and unlocked the door and gasped.

A big bed was the first thing I saw. It had white sheets and on the floor was a fake leopard fur. The window showed all of Timpask, and the road that connected the capital with Sen-Ink-Syut, my natal hometown. The bathroom was huge and it had a jacussi.
I smiled to myself. Hundreds of times I had daydreamed about luxuries like these ones back when I ran away from school with Roscoe or Sarinne. And now I was in one of Dromanny's most luxurious hotels.
But I was anxious to go back to Sen-Ink-Syut.