The Journey Of Saint Louis

head was clouded with thousands of thoughts like, what if the ride got stuck or will I get sick? Before I

The journey began, the first state we rode through was Alabama, I couldn’t see much since it was night time. All I could see was the clear night sky. No stars were shining that night. The only lights I could see were street lights, building lights, and other cars. Looking around inside the car, everyone was asleep except for my uncle since he was the one driving. I must have been asleep the whole 4 hours and 46-minute car ride through Mississippi because I don’t remember anything, same with Louisiana. Finally, when we got to Texas all I wanted to do was get out of the car, so luckily, we stopped by to eat at Cici’s. My aunt said, “To enjoy this last meal since it was the last fast food, that we would be having for a while.” After we ate, it took us about 5-hours to get to Matamoros, Mexico. That was where we had to drive through the border to get into Mexico. Once we got into Mexico, there were lines of cars everywhere from people trying to enter and leave at the same time. The lines were slowly moving, like a turtle, inch by inch. There

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.

Minutes to get there, and the whole 30 minutes was boring. I was ready to sleep; I was also super hungry, I was so excited I was about to burst. I had a fear about a few rides, but i didn’t let it overcome me.

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I was all packed and ready for the journey. I was very frightened, because I was leaving the only place I knew. My family was not coming with me and I missed them. I was riding a stinky old steamboat to America. I was not excited for the long journey to America. The food smelled bad and I was uncomfortable, but I was going to America so I tried to keep my thoughts on that. At least I was waking up to a better life in America.

Since, it was late they ended up finding a cheap hotel room so everyone could get a good nights rest before starting again in the morning, however, nobody slept at all. The whole night they could hear fighting in the parking lot, gun shots in the distance, and a party going on next door. When everyone got ready to leave the next day they were exhausted, but they all loaded in the car and got back on the road. After a long couple of days with car troubles and a crazy night they finally made it to Florida. While in Florida they went to the beach, visited a couple theme parks, and explored places they had never been. “We made so many great memories on that trip. It may have started off a little bumpy, but it turned into a wonderful adventure for everyone” (Lucy Ingwerson,

Road trips with the family weren’t always fun and exciting. Sometimes they could get very irritating. For instance, I remember the time when my family and I went to Indiana for Carter’s Hoop Shoot Regional Final. When we were finally about two hours away from our destination, the transmission on my mom’s GMC Acadia stopped working completely. As a result, we had to pay around 4,000 dollars to get it fixed and had to wait an extra couple days after the Hoop Shoot so it could get fixed. That trip was very stressful and made everything we did harder and a lot more frustrating.

Three years ago, on an early, hot July morning, it was time to begin our trip to Tallahassee and Perdido Key Florida. My parents were buzzing around the entire house to try to finish up the packing, and the last final details such as food, money, and all those things that adults have to worry about before a big trip. My brother, Zach, and I were sitting in my muggy living room with all of our bags watching Spongebob, trying to comprehend how we are possibly going make it through a 16 hour car ride. My parents aren’t too keen on flying, well, actually my mom isn’t too keen on flying. My parents rented a car for us to use on the trip, because my mom didn’t want to add anymore miles on our ten year old van. Basically my parents could not trust

“Louie...Louie!!” She shouted at him. His attention was elsewhere, and she knew every day around this time she came second, but she couldn't help but call his name. “Louie, answer me.”

MY mom and dad said that we were going some where fun so we got in the care to go to that mysterious place. Then we asked where we were going and they said it was a secret. The thing that grabbed my attention when we entered jelly stone park were we stayed for 3 days it was fun. we were at in St louis it was summer time when we went to six flags.

We cram our suitcases in my mother’s minivan along with groceries to cook when we get there. Along the way I realize that I forgot my purse at home in a rush to get going. I began thinking of blaming my brother who took so long at school but I decided against it. Every available spot in the car is taken leaving little room for anyone to breathe. We take off on the two hour drive to Missouri.

We started the trip off with high spirits, we knew what our purpose was when we arrive and we were excited. From Georgia to Pennsylvania, what we thought would be an 12 hour trip turned into 26. We proceeded to get lost three times, lost our hotel rooms and became homeless, and almost perished on I-40 E. When we finally arrived we discovered that Philadelphia was amongst a heat wave bringing in record highs of 105°F. We were also

The next day we wanted to head out early so we could make it to Colorado and have time to see some sites and visit my aunt and uncle. After we said thanks for letting us stay with my Aunt Alks and Uncle Pinakin's house, we were on our way. I wasn't really looking forward to the drive ahead because I remember how long it was the first time I had to make the trip, and it gets uncomfortable. The only thing I like when we go to Colorado is that we lose an hour. This was probably the most boring trip on our journey because most of the land we traveled was in Nebraska and it was flat and plain. There was nothing really significant about this trip until we got to Colorado. Flat land changed into mountains and country turned into city. That part of it was really interesting because it was like we could see the invisible line separating Colorado and Nebraska. It took us a little while to find my aunt in Golden, Colorado because the directions were a little hard to follow. I guess no one wanted to see anything because almost as soon as we were

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.