My nightmare journey

My family decided to go on a trip to relax and spend time. It should always be perfect, nothing could be sent to us. The documents were ready, but after some time in the summer I noticed that I had lost my phone. The approach took place on two levels. We had to change two airplane, from Armenia to Poland, then from Poland to Paris. We arrived in Poland, we still had time, and we decided to eat. When we started eating, we noticed that our flew to Paris without us. We no longer thought about rest, we had only one idea — how to return home.