Descriptive Essay About Marco Island

When thinking about getting away to some serene paradise to help forget about work or school obligations most people instantly think of the beach. Whether it be the west or east coast the beach is a universal symbol of peace and serenity, plus a little bit of fun. But this bliss has a whole different meaning to me. This is where I grew up and how I found myself. The west coast of Florida is the first time I felt the sand in my toes and the salt water on my face. These memories inspired me to give back to the ocean and its inhabitants and follow my dreams of becoming a marine biologist.

Even though I was worried when we arrived here, I could still recognise that this island was beautiful. There were crystal waters and tropical palms. Sand that crunched beneath your feet and coral that decorated the ocean floor. Looks can be very deceiving though, Auntie. It didn’t stay beautiful for long and ever since we landed, I was praying that we would be rescued.

If you were forced to pick your paradise, where do you think your thoughts would take you? Would you go to the quaint wooden cabin in Michigan that has been in the family for years? Or would you think of your cozy apartment a top a skyscraper in your favorite concrete jungle? Without a second thought, my mind rushes to Pawley’s Island, South Carolina. As locals describe it best, the “elegantly shabby” beachside town 40 minutes from Charleston has been my chosen vacation spot since childhood. Between the hammock shops, crabbing in the creeks and ghost stories, there is always something to entertain you on the island. With only the best memories there, never did I think that there would be something to hold me back from indulging in the lazy

When people plan to attend Hawaii they think of beautiful beaches, great exotic food, and the smell of wonderful flowers never before smelt. That is exactly what they get, from turquoise blue water to skyscraping palm trees Hawaii has so many exotic things to see. Also all the great smells of Hawaii from the wild fruit to the roasted pig on the beach Hawaii definitely brings to mind one thing happiness. In Hawaii there are many things that bring happiness to mind such as the extravagant smells, not to mention the beautiful sights, and most of all the spectacular taste in the exquisite food they have in Hawaii.

“Ahh. I took a deep breath of sweet air that smelled of fudge, which was accented by manure from one of the most popular things about Mackinac Island- horses! It was awesome to be back here after a year. Every year, it is hard to leave Mackinac. Every year, leaving is like breaking a chain that keeps you tied to the island. Every year, I miss the horses and the fudge, the amazing views and skipping rocks in the water. All of these finer qualities of Mackinac Island and more, makes me not want to leave. Once back home last year, the hours in a day seemed to drag along, but I’d look back at the end of the week and think: wow, it’s been a week already?

They Danced and played in the warm water of the island without a care in the world. The island seemed like a utopia with its “white surf flinked on a coral reef, and beyond that the open sea was dark blue.” (pg. 10)

One of the many reasons why Marco Island Florida is praiseworthy includes all the activities you can do there. In fact, Marco has such

There is no other place I feel more at ease than at Kiawah Island. I have been going to this summer getaway every since I was a baby, and my love for this little island off the coast of South Carolina will never fade. When we roll up the driveway of 90 Jackstay Court, I feel a surge of elation, as I know I will be spending the next week with my family, cousins, and grandparents. I run my hands across the granite countertops where I can already smell the intoxicating aromas of a home cooked meal. First thing in the morning, my cousin and I grab our sand battered bikes, and start pedalling on the boardwalk to the beach. I’m careful on the narrow wooden platform, with the painful reminder of when I fell off into the brush. We hop off our bikes

he regions i choose were California, Marco Island, Porto, and Guarapari. Let me just say that they all have some very common temperatures, but some different precipatations. The highest temperature California has ever had is 73.6 degrees fahrenheit, the highest temperature Marco Island has ever had is 80.5 degrees fahrenheit, the highest temperature Porto has ever had is 67 degrees fahrenheit, and the highest temperature Guarapari has ever had is 101 degrees fahrenheit. Now all of the temperatures are very common, but in Guarapari is the highest one which was 101 degrees fahrenheit. The other temperatures are very cool,but Guarapari is 101 degrees fahrenheit which is very hot.

A bustling, balmy, and beautiful city, Cape Coral in Florida is the new destination for those looking to leave the rat race of city life while maintaining a sense of modernity with a bustling night life scene. It is nicknamed as the “Waterfront Wonderland” by locale solely as they can rejoice over 400 miles of navigable waterways and beach front. Its existence on the Gulf Coast, with interwoven roomy canals and brims, makes it blossom with recreation opportunities of all kinds.

With all preparations made for our big water crossing, provisions laid in, fresh water on board, poop tanks emptied, cooler packed with ice and beer, fuel tanks filled up, we left Sanibel knowing it would be many days before we saw civilization again. After a night on the anchor at Marco Island, we’d be crossing the Gulf of Mexico, heading do South, Destination - The Keys!

When we arrived on the island, which is about a mile of the coast of Florida. We drove down to our beach house apartment, but when we got to were our SatNav told us to be. We were still a bit lost, so it took us about another 5-10 minutes to find the building we were staying in. Once we found it, we parked, and found the guy who was giving us a tour of the area that our beach house apartment was in. He took us

I have always loved traveling and have been on many unforgettable adventures during my life so far. Although, when asked to talk about a specific vacation, my mind immediately draws back to my trip in April of 2015. My family and I planned to go to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. In the past, we had experienced the scorching, hot, Mexican sun but have never quite experienced on the Pacific Coast. Personally, I was ecstatic for this next vacation. I previously knew that Puerto Vallarta was known as “The Pearl of the Pacific” and to be completely honest that is what intrigued me the most. I spent countless months up to a year purchasing new clothes, accessories, and books to help make my trip even more enjoyable. So, generally speaking, the moment

My parents and I happily trudged out of our chilled condo room, weighed down by various beach supplies. We made our way to the elevator, slowly but surely exiting the maze we call our condo hallways. As we glided down, floor after floor, we finally reached the parking garage. We stepped out of the elevator feeling a mix of humidity and heat immediately cling to our tan bodies. We exited the garage to find a beautiful scene. Birds were flying overhead as there were sun rays beating down against white, hot sand. We crossed the bridge that held shoes and scattered shells. After we did so, we pressed our feet against the white sand that belonged to Destin, Florida. The sight was even more alluring than I had ever imagined.

The warm breeze of the ocean air flies past my face. The heat of the yellow sun was sizzling, beating down against my skin, tanning and burning it within seconds. Beach goers were crowded around in all directions. Seagulls gliding past the groups of people, scouting for dropped or forgotten food to eat. Their little footprints marking a trail in the sand all over the place, going in a million different directions, searching for their next meal. I take in the exquisiteness of it all, the blue-green waves crashing into the sandy shore, making white foam and bubbles wash into the sea, little boys and girls that are digging in the bright white sand running away from the small waves before they get wet. The beach is a stunning place to be; there's just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever.