My Vacation For The Emergency Room

One weekend, my friend Hannah and I wanted to go on a quad ride during the night. It was during the summer and we were at Hannah’s house and we were bored. So we thought it would be a good idea to go for a ride, so we asked her step dad if we could and he said yes. We both thought it would be super fun to go for a quad ride. So, we get all geared up in proper clothing because it was cold out and off we went.

In one instance, I went fishing with my father. I’m not really fond of the outdoors like he was, but I loved spending time with him. It had been raining earlier that morning, so the fishing area was wet. He insisted we go to is regular spot so we did. It was under an old rugged beat down bridge that was covered with green algae. By the time we

It was the day after my sister's Quinceanera, and all my family was here. They were leaving back to their homes Monday morning, so keep in mind it is Sunday. All of our parents were talking outside and saw that us kids didn’t really have anything to do, so they decide to take us to a river that was 5 minutes away from my aunt's ranch. We packed up all our food and stuff and went right away.

Regularly, we would go somewhere and do something new regardless of whether we were in the country or in the city. When we were in the country we would stay at my uncle’s grandparents’ house. They owned a cow and a calf, so while we were there my uncle’s grandma would milk the cow after dinner and give us fresh, warm milk to drink. They also had a big farm filled with rows of corn, which my siblings and I would run through. There was only one thing my siblings and I were not used to, and that was having to run outside to the outhouse when you needed to use the bathroom.

My mom and dad have always told me to do what makes me happy, and worry less about the cost. Ever since I was ten years old, my family has decided to take a vacation every year right before school starts. We have been to Disney, on two Caribbean cruises, and Mexico twice. I realize now that it was one of the smartest decisions my parents could have made for us kids. Growing up and being able to see places such as Aruba, Florida, and Lake Houses in Wisconsin is something that I will always be grateful for; visiting these places has taught me that there is so much more that comes with vacationing besides having

My father was the adventurous man in the household, and it was because of this characteristic, that he always knew the best place to go to during the summer of my sister and I’s childhood. My father was the one who taught my sister and I how to be creative and have fun with what you have right in front of you. Summer weekends down at Batsto Lake located in the Pine Barrens were my most precious memories.

One early morning me and my family went to mexico.WE were on the road for two days.Once we were at my grandma's house me and my brother went to look at my aunt and uncle's horses.In mexico it was a lot of fun reiding horses and watching my unkles rope.One other fun thing to do was driving motorcicle and playing with the dog’s.

It was an annual tradition for my dad’s side of the family to get together at this campground over Fourth-of-July weekend. All of the cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and even some friends would be there. I was only eleven and it was a special year because I got to bring my friend Rachelle with me on this trip. We planned on swimming in the lake, tubing behind the boat, fishing, and playing yard games like bean bags and ladder-ball. Tubing was my favorite. There was no better feeling than the rush of falling off and bouncing across the water like a skipping stone.

This summer, in the first week of August, we went to Brighton, Michigan. I along with my grandma Sharon, my same age uncles: Logan and Cole, and my brother Hayden were all going. At 10:30 AM we left, getting into her in her car piling our stuff in. This consisted for me of 3 books, a deck of cards, a stick of deodorant and a few changes of clothes. I finished the first book, Rangers Apprentice The Lost Stories, about three hours down the road and halfway through it we stopped at the Iowa I-80 truck stop, the world's largest truck stop, for lunch. After that I talked with Cole for another two hours. We stopped at a rest stop just out of Chicago and stretched out our legs. from there it was a straight run up into Michigan and from there into

Up in the wide open spaces of nature my brother, mother, father and I would hike, bike, ski, sled, and tube. Depending on the season there would be a new adventure to pursue. During the summer months, my favorite activity was tubing down the San Juan river that cuts and carves through the town. One certain summer my cousins came to visit. With them came their children, Meredith and Aaron. I was the baby of the kids by only being six at the time but I still loved hanging out with my vastly older cousins and

house where several other families turn up. In total, there were six or seven kids my age. The parents were inside the house talking and eating food, while the kids played outside amongst each other. None of the kids are truly relevant to the story, therefore their personalities don't need much explanation. The layout of the outside was sloped down toward Lake Murray and had grass and rocks all around.

As a child I was lucky enough to have this experience with my family but I may not have had this opportunity if it wasn 't for growing up in the middle class. Vacations are very expensive, especially when they are only a week long and families spend thousands of dollars on them. That would be a lot of extra money for families to come up with, especially families who aren 't in the higher low class or middle class and "annual income per adult averages between $18,000-$30,000 per year."(Cliffsnotes) Not having those vacation experiences would be a huge loss and I wouldn’t have had some of my best childhood experiences with my family.

I am quite the active kid. It may not seem like it anymore but I always loved a good trip away from home. These were regular when I was younger, it seemed like my family went out camping or just did something once or twice every couple of months but eventually it got to be once or twice a year then once every few years. I never really liked the city, I always found it to be too boring which is why I think I loved little vacations but that didn’t happen anymore… I stayed at home almost year round becoming more and more tired of the life I was living. My dad saw this in me and my brother and convinced my mom to take us out once more to give us the freedom we were wanting.

Growing up, vacations in the summer were always a big part of my life. Every year we had at least one big vacation and several smaller ones along the way. As a family we did everything from pulling a camper all the way to a national camping rally in Blyth, Ontario in Canada to climbing to the top of Pikes Peak in Colorado. As fun as the trips were as a kid, nothing will beat the fun I had on on our most recent vacation to the Bahamas and The Virgin Islands. I’ve realized to never pass up an opportunity to enjoy yourself no matter the cost.

We started out on a long car ride. It was several hours in that car, and we had nothing to do. I reread a book 50 times or so before it got so bad, I asked my mom,¨IS there Anything to do?¨ So our parents handed us old Iphones. They had no plan and few games, but we had fun because we took pictures of the untouched plains and rock formations.