One long summer weekend, my grandmother and grandfather took our entire family on a vacation to Wisconsin Dells. With 24 people sleeping underneath the large, green-shingled, and log cabin roof arguments were bound to transpire. Along with arguing, we would run out of pizza, and someone always seemed to bang his or her head or fall. While no major injuries ever occurred or at the Dells, our idiotic jokes showed the true love and meaning of family. Besides this summer trip, the only time the entire family was together again was holidays. Something special was always at the Dells, but for years it never dawned on me. Every summer I still get excited to take this family trip to Wisconsin Dells. Being with all of my cousins was one of the best parts about going on this summer vacation every year. Besides family, so many other cool things occurred over the duration of the four-day weekend trip. First of all, my entire family stayed in one large cabin where there was a movie theater. I guess I once thought the movie theater was the best part of the whole trip. Along with spending time at our cabin, the entire family and myself would head over to the Wilderness waterparks. I remember the disappointment on being tall enough to go on the large water rides. It seemed the negative effects of the vacation always related and centered on me, but …show more content…
I did not think summer would be complete without this annual trip. Instead of carpooling to Wisconsin, we were all carpooling to the University of Iowa Hospital to visit Grandpa. Even though this was a different type of gathering, we were all together joined by love and laughter. That year, we did not go to the Wilderness. With Grandpa’s vision being affected we stayed away from the Wilderness for three
A. Creech accounted for many memories during her early childhood years. She took many trips with her parents and four siblings. She enjoyed the company of others and making memories. Often, grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, and friends visited her and her family, making her always used to warm, large, extended family. Her favorite memories came from Creech’s traditional summer vacations to various destinations. She loved road tripping with her “noisy and rowdy family” across the country. Her never-forgotten memories eventually led to her recreation of the trip into many of her books.
Wisconsin Dells was better than Six Flags because my family stayed longer. We were in Wisconsin Dells for four days, but we were only at Six Flags for two days. Because we were in the Dells longer, my family was able to create more memories. Six Flags may have had more attractions inside the park itself, but I felt rushed and did not enjoy my time there as much. The length of time my family spent in Wisconsin also gave us the ability to experience the numerous attractions found outside of the park.
As a kid going to southern Indiana for my family's weekend reunion in the middle of July seemed to be a stress-free heaven. Talking with family while eating all of the great food everyone made, and awesome fishing in the glistening pond served as a retreat from the textbooks, homework, and tests in school. Although I never did any reading, writing, or math at the reunion, I learned some of the most valuable lessons at that 50-acre property in the dog days of summer. My great uncle, who owned the pond, taught me the best fishing spots, my dad taught me how to set up a tent, and my uncle Vance taught me the great values of our family between old folk songs. It was from these stories that I developed a great sense of pride in my family.
I wasn’t even outside but I could feel the warm glow the sun was projecting all across the campsite. It seemed as if the first three days were gloomy and dreary, but when the sun on the fourth day arose, it washed away the heartache I had felt. I headed out of the trailer and went straight to the river. I walked to the edge, where my feet barely touched the icy water, and I felt a sense of tranquility emanate from the river. I felt as if the whole place had transformed and was back to being the place I loved the most. That day, when we went out on the boat, I went wakeboarding for the first time without my grandma. While I was up on the board and cutting through the wake of the boat, it didn’t feel like the boat was the one pulling and guiding me, it felt like the river was pushing and leading me. It was always nice to receive the reassurance from my grandma after wakeboarding, but this time I received it from my surroundings. The trees that were already three times the size of me, seemed to stand even taller as I glided past them on the river. The sun encouraged me with its brightness and warmth, and the River revitalized me with its powerful currents. The next three days passed by with ease, I no longer needed to reminisce of what my trips used to be like. Instead, I could be present in the moment, surrounded by the beautiful natural
In my senior year of high school, I took a trip to Seattle, Washington. We sightsaw most of the greatest parts of Seattle, like Seattle Waterfront Tour, the Space Needle, Chihuly Garden and Glass, and even the Experience Music Project Museum. There is one place that has really stayed vivid in my memory, it was my time a Pike Place Market. I could witness some amazing things, such as the tossing of the fish and beautiful bouquets of flowers lining the entrance. When you visit a new place, it can be the most exciting and liberating experiences.
The 4th of July is supposed to be an extremely fun, and patriotic time as an American holiday. However, I found it hard at the time to believe that this year’s 4th of July was going to be as joyful as the ones that have preceded it, especially with the events that have recently happened. Although our grandpa’s health had been steadily declining over the past few years, we certainly did not expect his health to suddenly dive down drastically, forcing our family and relatives to take him to the hospital. The reasons why our grandpa’s health had skydived wasn’t exactly pinpointed, but it was safe to presume that it was a combination due to old age, and a myriad of other health problems common in the elderly. It was an agonizing sight for my family, and even more so for my parents, to see that their father was in the condition that he was in at the time. The sounds of sobbing and crying filled the room, along with the beeps of medical equipment; the taste of our own tears also find its way into our minds, and effectively, our tongues. As we lamented the state of health our grandfather was in, my family and I closed in and hugged him tightly, and even being in an almost paralyzed state, we could see him tearing up, which would penetrate my mind, and leave a mark in my memory for a long time to come.
America, Almost every single person on earth has a dream of living in a country full of freedom, liberty, and opportunity. The United States has been providing these benefits ever since it was founded a few hundred years ago. So when I found out that my family would be coming to America, I had already started planning my future of growing up here. Just like any other person, I was feeling enthusiastic and a little nervous of leaving my native country and coming to America to start a better life. I was completely lost in my thoughts of happiness, that I became unaware of all the difficulties that my family and I would face once we step into our new lives. Among these difficulties were the change of language, change of system, and the variety of different cultures.
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... dad’s family in Indiana, I know that there is nowhere else I would rather be. To see the sights, to smell the smells and to live the moments is something that is very dear to me. Maybe it is the fact that I can go the entire week without a shirt on and not be looked down upon; maybe it is only having to eat, sleep, and live; or maybe it is the time that I spend with my dad’s side of the family. I do not know the exact reason why, but I know that the time spent at the Graver campout is something to behold and cherished by all. Also the jokes of the week are funny, plus preserving the male Graver spirit is great. I can safely say that the week goes by the fastest, but sadly takes the longest to get here. We are in a utopia for a single week and maybe one day our simple camping style will become the world’s way of living, it would just make the world a better place.
I was born and raised in New York City and lived there until the summer of 2008. In the 14 years of living in New York City, I had numerous events that influenced my life. Each event serves as a memory of something that once was. Trying to decide which memorable event from my past to write about is difficult because many of the events in my life have shaped me into the person I am. To narrow down an event, I am choosing to write about my experience of attending Green River Preserve summer camp located in North Carolina, where I learned to appreciate nature and all the living things around me.
One of the most enjoyable things in life are road trips, particularly to the Colorado mountains. Getting to spend time with your family and friends, while being in a beautiful place, is irreplaceable. The fifteen-hour road trip may feel never-ending, but gazing at the mountains from afar makes life’s problems seem a little smaller and causes worries to become a thing of the past. Coming in contact with nature, untouched, is a surreal experience. My family trip to the Colorado mountains last summer was inspiring.
To the society’s relief, the terrifying month of August was passing quickly. After four disastrous tornados swept through Picher, Oklahoma, the city had become a desolate area with a total population of ten people. Among these ten people, I, Courtney Turner, and my family, father Robert Sanchez, mother Ava Sanchez, and husband Zack Turner, make up forty percent of the city’s population. Due to the weather, it seems to have been decades since I last seen my parents; however, as of today my spirits are boosted to an all time high because my father called and asked if Zack and I would like to come over for a family reunion. Of course, I accepted their invite and immediately demanded Zack to get ready for our reunion.
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
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.
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.