Personal Narrative Analysis

The best journey of my life so far was when I traveled to Hawaii for the Hawaii baseball World Series in July 2014. The team I went with was from San Diego and not one person from that team knew me besides the coach, which was my girlfriends grandpa. My best friend Mikey Alvarez and I had been chosen to play for the team and when I found out I was playing in Hawaii I was so excited I started to yell “Hawaii here we come,’’ with an extreme amount of excitement. Two weeks before my family and friends family went to Hawaii, we left to San Diego to meet up with the team. We left at the crack of dawn so that we would get there midday and it was very hot, especially because it was so packed in the car. Luckily I had nice ice cold refreshments to

keep me from heat exhaustion. As we got to my girlfriends grandpa's house, which we were spending the night at, I noticed how rich he was because he had fake grass in the front yard that was perfectly green. That night, my friend Mikey and I had met a couple guys from the team and on had shaggy hair, brown eyes and was about six feet tall. The others were about five feet tall and Chinese but very funny and filled with lots of laughter. We enjoyed a fun night of playing video games, eating chips, juicy hamburgers, and cracking jokes. The next morning we got packed up and headed towards the San Diego airport and met the rest of the team there. The whole team seemed to have liked me a lot because they told me I was funny and cool. Now that I knew that team liked me, I knew that my week long trip in a paradise would be amazing.