My Family Vacation

Beth was an interesting woman to say the least. She was very talkative and had an eccentric personality. She might have been a smidge under the influence on this very normal afternoon but she was still a nice and fun person to talk to. Ashley and Kevin and I got to know her and all about her family all too well sitting at the bar at TGI Friday’s.

My summer of 2017 consisted of visiting places all over the United States such as New York City, Washington D.C., and Florida. Not only did traveling this summer teach me new things, but it also made me go outside my comfort zone and experience new things. This was single-handedly the best summer of my life and wish I could relive it over again.

     The day I moved away, a lot of things were going through my young mind. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my family and friends through out my

My first trip to Disney World, now that, that was a memorable trip. That trip was one of the most magical and happiest memories of my life. It was back in 2008, I had just turned 6 years old a few months before we left to go there. It was summertime, and the weather was perfect. I remember being so bored on the way there because I am an only child so I didn’t have anyone to entertain me besides myself. My mom’s side of the family went on this trip with us, and at the time I was the only grandkid, and the only kid at all. So once we finally were almost there I remember passing the big ‘Welcome to Disney World” sign and being so excited I peed my pants--my mom was pretty mad, but my dad thought it was kinda funny so I didn’t get in too much trouble.

The best trip I have ever been on would have to be our first family trip to Florida. I have been on many trips however it was the very first still a lot of my family has seen the ocean,or even left Tennessee. A eight day trip in a beautiful beach house surrounded by family gave us great memories and we go once a year ever since. My dream job would be doing anything that involves helping people I really enjoy having people leave happy. Maybe working in my own restaurant because I love too cook and food usually leave people smiling. There would be good food and Good music as well as kid friendly so, the entire family could enjoy themselves. I have a dog she is a Pomeranian name Skylar. She's only nine months old all black with curly hair. My

During summer vacation my mom’s family came to New York from Germany. They came since we decided to go to Florida and spend time as a family. This was there first time ever coming to America, so we wanted to make this trip enjoyable and never forgetful. In order for us to go to Florida, we rented a 16-passagner van. The experience for them was like fantasy because we saw all the states entering Florida and they bought souvenirs from each place.

I was watching TV at home like any other day when my phone rang. It was my friend calling to ask me if I wanted to go on a vacation to Dog Island. My mom said” I can go if I want to”, so I said” yes”. It was still a while before we left but, my mom made me pack anyway. I knew it would be one the best weeks ever.

Every year my family and I would decide on the country to visit for our Fourth of July family vacation. It has been a tradition of ours for a while now. Our goal is to visit all of the countries in the world and learn about the many different cultures for ourselves. We are all humans at the end of the day and we are all similar in more ways than we realize. The reason is that we just don’t want to remain complacent in a comfortable bubble, due to the fear of the unknown or false information. Therefore, our next destination would be to Africa, particularly South Africa. After reading various blogs from the study abroad students at Temple University, two of the blog posts had captured my interests because both of their locations were in Africa.

This winter break was part of my construction month, so I was going about my project in many

Ahhhhh. I looked at the laughing faces, broad smiles, and love that last a lifetime. I could taste the salty air drop in my mouth and the color of the sea was as blue and vibrant as a blueberry. I can't remember another time that I was happier. The laughs seemed endless, just like the swaying ocean. Me and my sisters stopped fighting, I finally stopped complaining, and all was finally good. I felt happy and bright, and I know that I don’t have to worry about my school work or my next gymnastics meet. Life was perfect in Hawaii. When I am mad I know I can think of this vacation to look back on and I can remember how my family was brought closer together and how the SIX HOUR plane ride was definitely worth it.

Every summer my whole family goes to Block Island, Rhode Island for summer vacation but this past summer was the last time that I would end up going there so I had to make the most of it. Most of the time it was always fun, but the past few years it started to get stale because it was always the same thing every year. I would get there go to the beach and go into town for about two weeks every year. But this past summer I realized how I was privileged to be able to go somewhere every year of my entire life for two weeks. I also realized how to make the most of my time in places that I may not want to be or places that I might just not be enjoying.

I couldn’t help but to feel anxious and excited. It was my first time being in such a vast city and I couldn’t wait to explore it.

I cherish all of the places that I get to travel to and experience. Although, the summer vacation of 2014 really struck my attention when something very alarming happened. My mother, father, brother, two cousins (Cade and Callie), my uncle Al, aunt Kris, and I were all getting ready to board the subway train below the streets of Washington D.C. This was not my first ordeal with the putrid, murky railway; whereas it was my relatives first time. First, Cade and Drayton boarded the subway. Next, was Callie, and lastly, myself who all walked onto the subway. The doors began to close; warning us with a blaring beep, beep, beep!

There are certain memories that we have that we can remember like they happened yesterday. Many of those memories that have special meaning to me were of family vacations when I was young growing up with my brothers and sisters. Family memories are important to many of us because they take us back to a time or place that was special. One particular family vacation I remember vividly, and it’s a story I have shared with my kids on many occasions. Over the 40 or more years since that memorable vacation, I still smile and think how lucky I was growing up with a mother and father that did everything to give their kids an unforgettable memory.

I think my trip to Wyoming was one of the best vacation of my life. However, it most certainly didn’t start off that way. While the trip (or more specifically, part of the trip) was one of the best of my life, the car ride up was one of the worst. Other than my annoying little cousin, Ellie, none of the kids wanted to go to Wyoming. I mean, could you really blame us? Thirteen, sixteen, and nineteen year old don’t usually want to drive around in a crowded car for hours on end taking pictures. Complexity was not in our mindset. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what we did. This is because my Uncle is a photographer, and there were 4 people with us considered elderly. Everybody knows, elderly people love photography, right?