Personal Narrative Essay : My Favorite Places To Place As A Family

Even at the age of twelve I still have fun up north Playing king of the raft out on the small weeded lake was a great time waster to get out all of our energy right before dinner with all of my cousins.

We could go outside after school but had to make sure we did our homework and had to be inside by a certain time every night. On the weekends, we looked forward to playing with our friends. We went to church every Sunday as a family. Sometimes we would walk to church or went in the car.

    When I was around 6 or 7 years old, my family decided to go to Yosemite National Park over the summer. We went on Saturday and during the morning so we could get there early. After about 30 minutes on the road, we stopped at a resting area. We ate there for about 15 minutes and used the restroom. My dad told us that if we wanted to get there early, we had to go right then. My family and I were back on the road and arrived there in 2 hours. I slept the whole way so I couldn't watch the environment as we passed by. When we got there, we entered the park and ate. I was so excited that I ran ahead of my family. I could feel the cool breeze and smell the fresh tree like scent as I ran. My brother asked if we could split into groups and my dad agreed. We split into groups and we started our adventure. I was with my grandma and my sister. The other group was my dad, my mom, and my brother. We also decided to meet at the a certain point at sunset.

When I went to Gatlinburg, Tennessee I was with my parents, grandparents, my brother, and my cousin Savannah. I got to go to all the little shops, Dig through rocks, and I remember honking through this tunnel we drove in. I guess it was tradition. I remember going to a mini amusement park where we rode go carts. I also remember going to the Titanic museum. I remember touching the ice wall and seeing all the sunken objects. I also remember seeing the grand staircase. I remember it feeling super heavy and emotional

While I was a kid my family and I used to go on bike rides all the time to anywhere you could think of. We would go boating everyday in the summer. We would ski, wakeboard, go tubing and many more. Go tubing was one of the funniest memories I have boating because the thrill you get is unbeatable trying to hold on for dear life. Anothering thing we did as a family was go on vacation everywhere. The road trips were always fun because we would bring our dog turbo. The one trip that will never be forgotten is North Carolina. We go there every year with family friends and it will be a trip on go on with my kids.

When I was in 7th grade, the whole entire grade suggested that we should go on a camping trip. We had many places to choose from, but we all agreed on going to Yosemite. The reason we chose Yosemite is because we wanted people to stay away from their video games and electronics for a couple of days and actually enjoy what beautiful things God had made and what the outside world has to offer. It was an amazing trip and we did have many unforgettable memories. But one memory I had was on the second day of the trip, it was the day we started to do activities with our group leader. We hiked up a waterfall, played some games, and also took lots of pictures. It was a very tiring day and when we were finally done for the day, It was

The days we were at home we would play outside or help my dad with fixing

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

I liked to play games with my friends and sister like battle ship and hide and seek. We liked to go our Grandma and Grandpa’s house we ran around and played soccer.

The summer between my freshman and sophomore year of high school I was at my house with my family and my friends. They live in Ohio, but we all have houses in the same neighborhood at the lake. When we are all together we ride four wheelers down to the lake, around the neighborhood, and just have fun together.

Trying to find memories is like looking for treasure. You look at the surface and see something mediocre, but you dig deep and find something cool, pretty, and meaningful. It took a while to think of a fond memory, but once I thought of some, it was hard to choose a favorite. Growing up I have had many great experiences in the form of vacations. Between going to Disney World, owning a vacation home, hanging out with my grandparents in Arizona, traveling to Canada and more. They all make amazing memories that I will forever cherish. The vacation spot we go to the most, though, is Wisconsin Dells. A few times I have been allowed to invite friends to come with. When I am allowed to bring friends, it is always a ginormous amount of fun. We goof off in the hotel room, play in the arcades, and swim in the water parks.

The best way to complete a fun summer day is by having a campfire under the starry night. My uncle and his family are within walking distance of our camp and they always join us. We turn up the radio to listen to our favorite tunes. Of course, I have to finish the night by playing “Ride the Wind” again. Then, we get out the Smore’s and the guys tell funny stories from their childhood.

My favorite part about camp was the canoeing. It was my favorite part because my friend, Adrianna was screaming and that was funny. I liked the race, girls against boys, the girls won the race. In the end my hands were a little red, in pain from canoeing. I kept banging my hand against the canoe on accident. Adri was no longer scared from canoeing. We both thought that was the best part about Camp

One thing I used to love to do when I was little was put on my bathing suit and play in the creek with my cousins and two sisters. We would hunt crawdads and lizards. We tried to go up or down the creek as far as we could without getting in trouble. We had a tire swing to swing over the creek. We also made mud pies and mud castles. A bunch of us always made mud balls to throw at each other. The amount of imagination you get when you mix going into the woods with a bunch of people is crazy. We always make up games to play when we are in the creek, like villains and heroes.

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.