Sarah Campbell English composition 101 2/28/12 My Very First Trip to Florida Keys My very first trip to the Florida Keys, Started with a long Nineteen hour drive; full of many pit stops, and rest stops. When I arrived at the house we had rented along the island. The sandy beach met the water, and made it look like something out of a fairy tale. It was around 3.30 in the morning; I quickly unpacked the car, and headed to bed. The first days of my visit had me Awestruck, but sadden to leave.
Travelling with my team is definitely less stressful then when I do it myself. Linda, our team manager, basically takes care of all the details, I just basically have to wait in the check-in line show my ID and get onto the airplane. I step through the automatic door to see my team-mates waiting in a ridiculously long line. Our plane is scheduled to leave in an hour but I swear there
As I pull in to the Sea World Renaissance my body fills with excitement. It is almost June eighteenth! While my parents check us into the hotel, my sisters and I whiz around the hotel exploring like there is no tomorrow. My parents, nurturing and loving, keep nagging me “you need to get some rest, tomorrow is your big day.” I always hate to admit it when they are right, but tomorrow is my big day and I am exhausted. After a long day I climb into my king sized bed in the prodigious suite of the grand hotel.
I forget how many levels of the ship there were, but it seemed like a lot because by the time we got to the top it seemed like we had been walking through it forever. Getting to the top was pretty cool because they had a lot of old jet planes up there and we were able to sit in some of them and take pictures. At the end of the day, I remember being very worn out from all the walking around. After all the nice, fun, and relaxing days in California our weekend vacation came to end and we all had to head back to Arizona. Keep in mind, we are still driving the minivan until we reach Yuma again and can pick up the SUV that was being worked on.
The night before I could not sleep at all. I kept my brothers up all night asking them what they thought Tigers Stadium would be like. The car ride felt like an eternity. Finally, we got there at about eleven in the morning. My dad decided to park extremely far away from the stadium so we did not have to pay to park.
Puerto Rican American When I was thirteen years of age, my family and I boarded on a plane heading towards New York City. I was extremely upset about the move because I loved my school and was going to miss our house, and all of my friends in Bayamon, Puerto Rico. My mother seemed excited for my father’s interview and possible new job in the service industry at a restaurant that he got from his brother in law. My mother was also ecstatic to possibly start a career as well because she also said New York City is the city where dreams come true. My parents told me I had cousins in New York City and we were going to move in with them in Brooklyn.
I was afraid of heights, so at one time I told my parents that I was too scare to do it, but I had no choice because the tickets was already bought. On the day of the flight my family woke up at 6:00am and we were out the door at 7:00am. We have already packed 3 days ahead of times so that I knew I wasn’t missing anything as we head to Tan Son Nhat International Airport, located seven kilometers (4.3 miles) to the center of Ho Chi Minh City, and is the largest airport in the country. The ride that I had to get there has to be the longest ride I have been on. When I was on the car ride to the Airport it felt like time had slowed down and it was torturing me for how long it took to get there.
Amanda Nicole English1301 1/25/2012 The earliest memory I have is of moving to Texas at age 13. The day before I left, all my friends got together and took me to a movie. We watched Titanic. I remember teasing my best friend, Ryan, because he was crying at the end of it. The next day the movers finished packing all of our stuff from our two story house in Pinson, Alabama.
The day before we left, my best-friend came and spent the night. I would never forget this day because at the time we had to wake up really early to catch a bus to another city to board a plane. That night, my best friend spent the night with me. We spent the whole night reminiscing all the good time we had. We had been friends practically all our lives.
Throughout my life, I've learned to deal with my problems by myself, and I have been proud that I was able to overcome obstacles with little to no help. There are some things, however, that you can't face on your own. I learned this the hard way, when I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease- an autoimmune disease that attacks the digestive system- three years ago. In the summer of 2009, I had just finished eighth grade exams, and my family was getting ready to go to New York City for the first time. The week before the exams, however, I was so nervous that I barely slept.