My Trip To The Bahamas-Personal Narrative

Finding Atlantis

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! My alarm clock noisily beeped until I slammed it off. It was Friday, and I just had to make it through one more day of school. It was 5:00 A.M. My alarm usually goes off at six. I was a little bit confused. Then, it hit me like a line drive to the gut. I was going to the Bahamas. I ran down the stairs faster than a fighter jet in combat and put my cinnamon toast Eggo waffle in the toaster. I realized that I needed to wake everyone else up so we could go. I heard what sounded like a pig in distress, and knew my dad was fast asleep. I tried to be gentle when I woke him up. First it was a tap. He snored. Then, it was a whisper followed by a light shove. He snored three times. I wondered if he was communicating

When we were about to take off I smelt a terrible smell. "It must be something gone bad. It smells kind of like moldy cheese," I thought. What I saw next took my mind off the smell faster than a wild gazelle. It was a white building in the shape of a pentagon. In fact it was the Pentagon. It was ginormous, it was fascinating. Then we started to turn, and I saw the Capitol building up close. It was white like snow and it was very tall. We were on another Embraer 190 and the flight was very smooth. When the flight attendant came, I got a pineapple Fanta and then I got out my salad. The next time I looked out the window, I saw the blue waters of the Atlantic Ocean. I watched more River Monsters on the television and then I needed to go to the bathroom. I stupidly took out my phone to play a racing game, but I forgot to turn off my volume so it blared the sound of a NASCAR sprint cup car zooming by. My dad and the stranger next to him woke up and looked at me. My cheeks were hotter than the Sahara desert, and I slumped down in my chair. Only when my dad was about to fall asleep I remembered my

I went to the bathroom and when I came back, I saw our luggage and grabbed it. Then, we had to get our passports stamped. We waited in line for what felt like a year and then we were at the front. The man who welcomed us was no older than 40. He was nice and quickly stamped our passports. He asked where we were from and if we were on vacation or visiting a relative. I dazed off and looked at the band playing and all the humongous statues throughout the area. Our journey was not over and we had to wait for a taxi. The company was named, Sheryl's Taxi. The lady who greeted us immediately knew why were here. She said," Greetings, and welcome to Nassau! Let me guess... You are here for the gymnastics thing." We were kind of shocked and then I realized the competitors probably all took this taxi. I got into the white van like vehicle and took a seat. We all had a big seat to ourselves. We were almost at Paradise Island. It was weird having the driver sit on the right side of the car, while other drivers sat on the left. It was strange. My dad explained that the cars were probably from England and was interrupted by the driver, "Attention passengers I am your driver and your tour guide as I take you to Paradise Island." He went on and explained the views and hotels. I was amazed when I saw three whopping cruise ships tower over the little buildings. My favorite sight was the back of a Carnival cruise ship. A red and blue tail