Personal Narrative: My Trip To Florida

Today is Valentine's Day and I have nothing to do. Today I went to my brothers basketball game. They won 38-30 against auburn-y. This was a elimination game. I can't believe those ballers pulled it offing fugu. I mean when I was in 6th grade we didn't even make playoffs. Still single as always but I hope that will change. I like Evelyn Kitchen but I don't know if she likes me. I wimped out to ask her to dance with me and another kid in my advisory likes her too. It's pretty obvious. I just don't know if she likes me. I told my mom and dad and they told me to ask her. The worst thing that can happen is she says no and I get embarrassed to death. The next dance there is in March I'm going to ask her. I should probably explain

A few days in the marina, savoring the last little bits of our time in Florida, ended abruptly with an early morning trip to the airport in the dark. With spring break coming up and missing grandbabies, not to mention kids, we planned to fly back up north for a visit. We had to wear long pants and carry coats because we knew it’d be cold in Maryland. Ohhh…the horror of it.

Waving goodbye from the backseat of the car, as we pull out of my parent’s driveway. Looking out the window at the oddly, white shaped clouds. Thinking, I had never been away from my parents and my younger sister for so long, even though it was only for two weeks. I was excited and scared all at once, but I wasn’t too thrilled about the whole 29-hour drive there. Hoping that the trip would go well and nothing bad will happen to us.

From childhood to now, going to Florida has played an important part in my relationships, culture, and personality. I think that the trips to Florida started when my little brother was born. Having to take care of two toddlers and an infant and work full time was hard on my parents so, my aunt offered to take me and my sister home with her for a while. Being in Florida was slightly unnerving because my sister and I were alone. We sneaked into each other's beds, comforted one another, and told lame jokes to get rid of homesickness. Eventually, when my little brother was old enough and he joined in on the fun. The three of us had the best times in Florida. We ate foods like Haitian pate, diri ak djon djon, pikliz, fried plantains and other Haitian

We did a great mass of marvelous things. One of the most amazing things we saw was Hogwarts, the school from Harry Potter. We drove back to the Briscoes’ house and stayed there for about four more days. The fun was not over. The next day we went to Clam Pass Beach in Naples. You would not believe how incredibly soft that sand was! It felt like I was walking on marshmallows! As I watched the sun sink into the ocean I spoke to myself, “This is the best vacation ever.”

I first encountered the ocean in 1958; I was ten. Being a map enthusiast, I knew exactly where Florida was, and I was excited to swim in the salty Atlantic Ocean. Born and raised next to frigid Lake Michigan I understood a large body of water as well as a sandy beach, but no book or encyclopedia prepared me for understanding the flavor or immensity of an ocean and its adjoining shore. Arriving at the beach I raced across the hot pure white sand to keep my feet from burning, stopping in wonder when I saw ocean waves gently caressing a seashore that seemed to go on and on forever. I knew I was somewhere special.

This year’s family vacation was one for the books. With my aunt living in Tennessee, we do not get together as often as we would like so my family decided to go to Nashville, Tennessee. When we started our trip, it was 6 a.m. and it was nothing short of fun and laughter along the way. Never having been to Tennessee before, I figured I’d enjoy the eight-hour ride of sight-seeing and laughter with my family. When we were a few miles into the trip, the mountains of Georgia were breathtaking. While I was enjoying the scenery, another thing that I found enjoyable about this trip was the conversation that I had with my family. We went on talking about life in general, all the struggles, and childhood memories that we had. We even talked about years

Three of us. We were the only ones left, the only ones to make it to the island.

I couldn't believe we were actually leaving Florida. My heart sank when I got into the car. "Why do we have to leave?" I asked my mom as I started to cry. My brother had helped us pack, and he walked up to the car and gave me a hug and said goodbye. Saying goodbye back was probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Earlier today a few of my friends dropped by to say goodbye. I love my friends in Florida i didn't want t leave them at all! But, The hardest part of today was leaving all of my family. I don't now what I'm going to do without knowing that they were not going to be a few minutes away anymore. They would be 16 hours away!

"Stop asking questions!" my mom had told my brothers for about the one hundredth time. We were in our family minivan on our way to Florida. My mom and step dad would not tell my younger brothers where they had planned for us to go. I could see Bailey and Lucas Jr.'s ( We call him LJ) frustration and boredom as we passed the "Leaving Louisiana" sign. Though I knew we were going to Florida, I didn't know exactly where or why. My mom, Tonia, sat in the passenger seat; the entire ride all I saw was the back of her reddish-brown hair. I could see Lucas', my step dad, light hazel eyes in the rearview mirror hanging in the middle of the roof. The two youngest, Bailey and LJ, sat in the middle seats, and Timothy, my other brother, and I sat in the

The warm,cozy and smell caught me off guard and I wanted to just sit there and listen to it. The first thing we did when we got to Florida is we all went to our rooms and rested. Then,in the morning we went to the beach. The water there was temperate and delightful. The people there were very balmy to us too. We also went to a lot of restaurants. They had delectable seafood and sweets such as cake,ice cream,and brownies and more. The best part of going to Florida is that we got to go to an amusement park and rode a lot of rides.

I see a beach over the sand. I saw the restaurant and it smells good to eat. The squalls come and get the fishes. I feel the wind over my face. What beautiful beach and lots of people play. There has a different of 5 restaurants. The so called us and hearing something. The shells are amazing and you can hear though the sound of the ocean.

As my last class came to an end on that Thursday I could feel the excitement growing in me; spring break was starting! As I walked briskly to my truck I could feel a huge smile growing across my face. In less than twenty four hours I’d be on the road to granny and gripes in Louisiana with my best friend and I couldn’t be more excited! I had never really been out of Missouri unless it was military related and even then we didn’t get to adventure like I had always wanted to do. I’ve always loved driving and seeing new things in Missouri but now I get to drive through different states and see all of the beautiful scenery in Arkansas and Louisiana.

oday I will be putting you guys in my shoes of my trip to the Bahamas, and what I did there. This was one of the best days of my whole life. We wanted to go somewhere for vacation, but didn't know where. When my parents surprised me and my sister Haley that we were going to go on a vacation, we were very happy. I was eager to pack and leave right that second that they told me. I remember going to Flordia and staying there for a couple of days before the Bahamas. We went to the airport after Florida and got on the plane. I remember the wait to get onto the plane, and eating at a wendy's inside of the airport.(It wasn’t good.) When they said it was time to get on, I got onto the plane and called the window seat. The view was amazing! I remember

It was the summer of 1977, and my father decided to pack the station wagon and drive from Fort Worth to Tampa, Florida. Besides my parents in the vehicle, my two sisters and brother also joined us for the long journey. I was young and excited and did not realize the distance my father would be driving on this trip. We made two stops on the way down and the first one was in Mississippi at a Holiday Inn. My first time spending the night the night at a hotel occurred on this vacation, and I was excited. We had adjoining rooms with my parents, and we spent the evening in the pool and watching television all night. I was never aware of my parents’ finances but I know now, we did not have a lot of money. From Mississippi, we stopped again in Tallahassee, Florida and we swam in the ocean during the afternoon and hit the hotel pool in the