Vacations were one of the most important family traditions. Vacations allowed my family to completely neglect any responsibilities for a week. Our annual vacations fostered an environment for bonding which helped in creating lifelong memories. According to a Disney Time Survey conducted by Kelton, 82% of time on vacation is considered family time. This finding is evident, especially in my most recent vacation. The months preceding and following our family trip were filled with various milestones which prohibited much bonding: my mother’s diagnosis of Lung Cancer, my older sister’s wedding day, and my senior year preparation. If it wasn’t for our last hurrah we may not have been able to successfully sit the needed amount of time aside for family bonding. This memorable vacation was back in July of 2014. My sister and I, avid Twenty One Pilot fans, wanted to hit up one of their shows in Colorado. They were playing with a handful of other bands we thoroughly enjoy so we had to go! We presented this idea to other mother and she backed us up. It was decided, our 2014 summer vacation would be to Colorado to enjoy …show more content…
We scrambled for our coats and bundled up as needed. My family and I took in the views around us. The sky was light blue, filled with low hanging clouds. Since we were so high up, the clouds felt the need to come down and kiss us on our face. It was an exceptional feeling: being one with the clouds who usually seem light years away. As we turned to file back into the car, we couldn’t help but notice the snow. My siblings and I were flabbergasted by the presence of snow in July. We sprinted to the other side of the road and began to embrace the snowy mountainside. Our laughs and yells echoed through the valley as we compiled snow and started a war. Less than five minutes later, I ran back down to the safety of my parents and my siblings followed. We continued on our
I was the first person to ski off of the chairlift that day; arriving at the summit of the Blackcomb Mountain, nestled in the heart of Whistler, Canada. It was the type of day when the clouds seemed to blanket the sky, leaving no clue that the sun, with its powerful light, even existed anymore. It was not snowing, but judging by the moist, musty, stale scent in the air, I realized it would be only a short time before the white flakes overtook the mountain. As I prepared myself to make the first run, I took a moment to appreciate my surroundings. Somehow things seemed much different up here. The wind, nonexistent at the bottom, began to gust. Its cold bite found my nose and froze my toes. Its quick and sudden swirling movement kicked loose snow into my face, forcing me to zip my jacket over my chin. It is strange how the gray clouds, which seemed so far above me at the bottom, really did not appear that high anymore. As I gazed out over the landscape, the city below seemed unrecognizable. The enormous buildings which I had driven past earlier looked like dollhouses a child migh...
captive by a sheath of frost, as were the glacial branches that scraped at my windows, begging to get in. It is indeed the coldest year I can remember, with winds like barbs that caught and pulled at my skin. People ceaselessly searched for warmth, but my family found that this year, the warmth was searching for us.
My family is interesting when you look at it. Since my parents are immigrants some aspects of our culture are missing in America. Here we live just like any other nuclear family. It is my parents, myself, and my siblings. However, I am confident that if my family resided in Pakistan, rather than the United States, we would be living in an extended family household. One of my uncles that live in Pakistan stays with my grandparents and another, who used to live in Pakistan, did the same before he moved here. This is same with my mother’s side. My uncle who lives there also lives with his mother and father and I cannot imagine why my father would follow suit. I guess you could say that my father and mother are living neolocally; but in reality
What is a family? When people hear the word family, they automatically think, mother, father, children, aunts, uncles and grandparents, but the true meaning of Family in the dictionary is: a group consisting of parents and children living together in a household or descendants of a common ancestor. It’s one of the most important social group that one can belong to because people learn their value and the meaning of life. Family is the ones that teach each other about life and how and what to expect when starting a family of their own. They care and tend to one another’s needs creating a bond that is of trust that should be cherished. They are the ones that get together at the dinner table during the holidays, birthday celebration or life achievements
Travel writing is a genre that uses an assortment of techniques and is presented in various forms to successfully educate people about travelling. Travel writing can take the form of documentaries, pieces of serious journalism or humorous articles and are mainly published in of magazines or newspapers. They aim to educate the reader about a specific destination by providing wide insight into the destination and helpful information. The purpose of a travel article is to not only be informative but also to entertain and inspire the reader about a specific destination.
What is family? Each person defines family according to what family means to him/her. The concept of family means various things to different people, yet the meaning of the word can bring different emotions to the person who hears it. But no one is born into this life alone. Everyone has known the bond of family, at least at birth, and for many it is a bond that can last life long time.
Our imperative family tradition was a summer vacation. Completely neglecting any responsibilities for a week, vacations were the perfect excuse. Fostering an environment for bonding, our annual vacations helped in creating lifelong memories. According to a Disney Time Survey conducted by Kelton, 82% of time on vacation is considered family time. This finding is evident, especially in one of my recent vacations. The months preceding and following this specific family trip, were filled with various milestones which prohibited much bonding: my mother’s diagnosis of Lung Cancer, my older sister’s wedding day, and my senior year preparation. If it wasn’t for our last hurrah, we may not have been able to successfully sit the needed amount of time
My favorite summer vacation was when my Father took me to Universal Studios in Orlando, Florida. It was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. What made it even more memorable was the fact that it was my very first time on an airplane. I cannot recall another time in my life when I experienced so much joy. That trip to Universal Studios was the first time my Father and I actually did something together, just the two of us and was something brought me close to my Father. In this essay I will tell you about my plane ride over there, what I did right when I got there, and about my time at Universal Studios.
Going on a road trip with my family means the world to me. We drove to another state during summer vacation, and it was by far the best road trip I have ever been on. My family and I were able to go to many fun places. We ate so many exotic and delicious foods as well. Yet most importantly, I spent time with my family and their friends. It was the day when my family and I went to California for our summer vacation.
Everyone seems to define family differently, however, the significance of family is the same. For you, family means everything. You can always count on your parents and siblings for help and love. Family is very valuable and important to you and should never be taken for granted. No one can deny that family is the foundation of our generation. A family is where we all start our life journey and helps us grow to be successful throughout our lives.
During his youth in the summer, it was customary for Merit Myer and his parents to visit family members that lived out of state. The reunions themselves were things Merit did not care for, but everything else was, all in all, fun. The car trips were filled with cool conditioning, rest stop food, and sleeping with oldie music playing was pleasant enough. He would consider it a big bonus if said reunions took place near an amusement park and had cozy living arrangements. He was generally quiet and was not adept at being social with people that were strangers to him. Family to him was his to his mom and dad, aunts, uncles, and cousins that lived nearby and/or saw on a yearly basis. It was hard for him connecting to the larger family of distant family members he hardly sees or talks to in less than a week. It didn't help that he was socially awkward and had interests most of his family didn't share. He would often feel out of place and just wanted to have fun and relax. On one stop during a family road trip at the age of 12,
Throughout someone’s life they will go to many places with their family, friends, another relatives. I have been on a few vacations that have made a lasting impact on my life. But one of the most memorable vacations I have experienced was with my cousins. I went to goa beach. Most of you probably don’t know about that beach but it is a very famous one in south India. I enjoyed myself to the fullest. The beach environment was enlightening. I would not have wanted to take this trip with anyone other than my cousins. We had a great time on the ocean sands and swimming in the ocean everyday made this vacation unforgettable.
"The great gift of family life is to be intimately acquainted with people you might never even introduce yourself to, had life not done it for you." -Kendall Hailey. Many people among us think that a family reunion is boring. It is an unpleasant social affair where our parents drive us to go and stay there for a considerable length of time. There are odd individuals who come to us and kiss or embrace us while we are still considering "do I know him/her?”. It is because we believe that enjoying the holiday out with friends is much better than investing hours with the people, we “unfortunately” belong to. They have no other subject for discussion aside from our studies and grades. On the other hand, family gathering is always a new experience for someone who lives far away from his blood relations.
My most memorable family vacation took place two years ago. We went to Corsica, a French island situated in the south of France right next to Italy. I remembered waking up early excited to visit this new land. Used to take long flights, I was surprised to arrive to the destination after a one-hour flight. Even though the flight was short for me, it was stressful for my mom, she has never felt secured in a plane, probably due to the fact that she is afraid of height. When finally arrived at the destination, the dry and warm weather was there to welcome us. We all felt relief, and knew that this was the beginning of the summer. Excited, we had a lot of activities planned for the few weeks, me and my father could not wait to dive in the clear
My most memorable trip was the day I went to the Children 's Memorial Hospital to meet my baby brother. Meeting my brother was an indelible moment because I had never felt such happiness and love for someone. On our way there, I also got to create a bond with both my parents and learn how to be a better happier person. At the time I was sixteen years old and was going through a stage where I felt depressed and that’s why the day I arrived at the hospital to meet my brother I felt this warmth in my heart that made me feel happy again.