My Favorite Trip Of My Childhood

I feel the gentle hot sand beneath my bare feet the tips of shells peek from the holes in the sand. The ocean….. I look over to see Allie sitting in her purple beach chair and i began to walk over across the sand. I haven't been to Willow cove beach since I was 3 when my mom was drinking all night at the beach bar and left me until someone called the cops at 2 in the morning to pick me up. So now I usually go surfing at Clearwater beach instead.

June 2015 I went to my favorite place in the whole world, Cedar Point. Cedar Point smells like happiness and cotton candy. Cedar Point is located in Sandusky, Ohio and is one of the top amusement parks in the United States. I have been 5 times, but my favorite trip was with my family and best friend Allie. We went to stay for a week like we always do. This time Allie and I would get to walk around the amusement park all by ourselves, that made us feel like such adults. I rode lots of roller coasters and went down many water slides. My favorite ride is Millenniun-Force. It is such a forceful ride I swear every time I ride it I lose my vision. We only rode that ride one time because after it finished Allie about thought she died. This was

Could you ever imagine driving twenty-two hours in a suburban with eight people? Although it was incredibly cramped, and tortuous, I was going to my favorite place… Florida. We were going with our neighbors, who I grew up with, traveled with, and basically did everything with. Our moms had decided to do a last minute trip to Florida and planned everything out the night before. We always did vacations on spring break, but this vacation my mom told me by surprise, at seven A.M.

I remember the first time I went to Disney World; excited and eager like a child on the first day of school. I already had my suitcase packed two weeks before we even left, and that two weeks felt more like two years. The night before we left, I couldn’t sleep. It was like I had nonstop adrenaline rushing through my body. All I could think about were the rides, princesses, and that beautiful beach I’ve seen thousands of pictures of. Finally, after hours and hours of stirring around, I fell asleep.

I remember my mom telling my brother and I that we were going on a trip. She wouldn’t tell where we were going though just that we had never been there before, which wasn’t a surprise because we had barely left the state of Maine at the age of seven. She also told us that we would be taking a train to get to the place. My brother and I had never rode on a train before so we didn’t know what to expect. All my mom would tell us is that we would be going south, but not too far south. We packed our bags and counted down the days until we left.

Parents usually take their newborn baby in car rides when they won’t fall asleep, because the car ride is tranquilizing for them. I love traveling in planes and cars, I like the noise, it’s soothing. I’ve traveled to numerous places that are all magnificent. Some of them being cold, warm, sunny and humid areas. The most memorable places in the world, I’ve been to, include Monclova, Coahuila, Arlington, Texas and Bar Harbor, Maine.

This was rare since each of my siblings were playing a travel sport at the time, aside from my sister who was too young. We were also able to get my uncle, aunt, and cousin, Jimmy, to go with us. On this trip, our goal was to spend as much time as we could at the beaches and exploring the beautiful outdoors. We did not want to be wrapped up in our phones or stuck in the house. On the second to last day of the trip, we decided to take a bike ride down to our favorite beach. However, something was different. My whole family had gotten on a bike and began to ride down the roads with me, and there is not a time where I can remember them not saying a word. There was not a sound in the air. I could only hear the whistling of the wind and the tread of the bike tires rubbing across the pavement walkways. Although I love my loud family, this was a moment of peace. I had cleared my mind and was able to just focus on the road ahead of

One day my mom asked me what we should do and I told her we should go to Indiana Beach. We went to Indiana Beach with Nathan and that was the first time I rode the Hoosier Hurricane. I didn’t really like it but I rode it again the next time we went there. The second time we went to Indiana Beach with

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 could hear footsteps, when I opened my eyes I saw my dad shaking me by the shoulder. That day we were had to get up at 4am and make our way to an entertainment park. We were already 5 minutes late. It was a morning of rushing around and a bit of frustration. After a short shower I grabbed a snack and jumped into the car. We had a 30 minute car ride ahead of us. This was not our car, we had rented one because we were on vacation in Costa Rica. I was in 7th grade then. It was the last month of the year and my dad had saved money for months for this trip it was our 3rd day into the trip with 4 days to go. My 2 brothers Ian and Gage came with us, Gage was only 5 years old, Ian was 13. Once we arrived at the Entertainment park we were right on time. The gates opened at 6am giving us just enough time to get some breakfast . Once we got there I sat down in the waiting room and waited for my dad to sign the waiver papers. After he finished signing we walked outside into a small area, there were harnesses

I quickly changed into comfortable clothes and woke my brother up (which probably took five minutes) and ate breakfast. I hopped into our rental car, which was presumably small. Three layers of soft, feathered blankets over me, and probably holding onto five different head pillows. “I can’t believe we get to go to South Padre Island for three days!” I yelled to my family. It takes about eight hours to arrive at our hotel, so I definitely got carsick. The good news was that we got to eat fast food! Andrew and I got to sleep a lot while the parents got to drive. We arrived after 7 pm to our hotel. Then, we grabbed our heavy, bulky, luggage and brought them to our room to the 2nd floor. After we unpacked, we were exhausted and all but we still had the stamina to go down to the beach and take a view on the glazing ocean water. It looked very delicate like a clear foil was laid on top of the water. I doused my feet in the cool, numb water. While digging my hands deep in the soft, cushy, sand, I could feel all the grains go

Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock! The sand in my hour glass was shifting as gravity pulled each particle. Then I realized, all of these particles of sand will soon fall to the bottom, I could either let my precious last moments in Florida perish like the sand or celebrate them as if they are the last days. So, I began to call my friends, and make a list of places and things I wanted to do. Before I move I wanted to visit my old house where I lived until I was six years old, I wanted to relive my precious moments, with hope for approval, I visited my parents’ room. I asked my mother with deep hesitation, thinking her answer determines the fate of my last days in Florida. “Hey mom, can we go to Palm Beach one last time before we move? Can we..? I had so much to say, but very little time. Then gracefully she replied, “Yes, we’ll try to visit as many places as possible, but we only have one week.” So the first thing next morning we begin our three-hour drive, upon our arrival at the town of Royal Palm Beach. I began to recall my childhood, my first day of school bright and fresh in my head like the sun. The rays of that memory also touch other pleasant memories such as learning how to read, ride my bike, and getting my first dog. My dad moved to the United States when he was thirteen, he once told me that “When you do something new, you can’t look back, otherwise you’ll never discover anything new or experience something new and life is all about experiences”,

In the summer of 2012, my family and I visited Walt Disney World, and it felt as if my dreams had come true. Disney World, after all, is the place that every little girl dreams of.When I walked into “The Happiest Place on Earth”, I felt ecstatic. Essentially, nothing in the world compared to the excitement I automatically felt when I set foot in Disney World. The seemingly endless lines and the extreme heat proved to be the only elements that made my adventure slightly less magical in the Magic Kingdom. As the evening came to a close, however, the fireworks made everything worthwhile. My dreams beyond a doubt came

The night before we began our journey to Orlando, I didn’t get much sleep. My eyes were wide open like an owl most of the night, tossing and turning under my cloudy soft comforter thinking about what awaited me the next 24 hours. I have always been interested about what it would be like to go on a roller coaster, but I hated the feeling of weightlessness like a balloon. I even hated going on elevators, just the thought of all that force sent a shivering sensation throughout my body that made me agonizingly uncomfortable. Nevertheless, there was a roaring lion fearlessness within me that wanted to indulge on this endeavor. In the morning we pack the family SUV as if we were sardines in a can and headed out to Islands of Adventure.

Back in the day, when I remember of me being a child and it was one of the best moment I could think of my childhood that happened in the summer, where good time start it and not too far off that it sound it like that we played in the water and we figured since it is a bit hot outside i was going to six flags and having some fun with our family and friend having an enjoyable time. Few things I would say about my childhood was also the summer time, when the sun was hitting my body my mom used to worry about me a lot so I would not get dark so she would tell me to put sunscreen on all the time even on my face and in front of my friends but back when I was little I did not get what or why she was saying that but now I get it on why. Sometime when I didn’t wear the slippers my feet would burn like I was walking in a fried pan but I were to just walk in grass with my wet feet and then a few seconds later same thing happens again so it was not point of walking in the grass but I still walked. I closed my eyes one time because my mom used to surprise me with friends coming over, going to swimming and having a picnic and playing with the park dogs, it would be so much fun but we had this curfew time to get back home and the only annoying thing was the bugs and bees around us that were biting out skins off and making us scratch and the dirt we use in or the mud that we use to make sand castles out of at the beach. I tried to look up and see if I would be getting some shade anytime