Personal Narrative: Las Vegas For Spring Break

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Holding onto my black duffel bag, I made my way away from the crowd of people waiting to claim their baggage. It was extra busy as people traveled from all parts of the world to vacation in Vegas for Spring Break, myself included. I hobbled over to my mother who was sitting in a quiet, empty row of seats in-between two baggage claim areas. My duffel bag slipped off of my left shoulder, hitting the seat with a soft thud. It was time. Time to finally restore my eyesight. I had been wearing my old glasses with a weak prescription and had my hair in braided pigtails for the duration of the flight from Chicago to Las Vegas. Those four hours on the plane were rough on me. It was necessary to refresh myself. With the intent to put my contacts on, I left my mother checking her e-mails on her phone while I walked to my right towards the women’s restroom. I had spotted it on my way to the baggage claim. Walking towards the entrance of the restroom, I looked carefully to see if there were any signs of a line forming. Nothing was worse than …show more content…

There were stalls on both sides of me, about seven on each side if I recall correctly. I headed into the second stall on my right from the entrance. Opening the door, I was met with an automatic toilet with a very spacious shelf above it in the wall. It was considerably roomy compared to some other public restrooms. As I made my way out towards the sink, I noticed that the woman in the corner was still there. She now had small bags surrounding her and makeup laid out in some order around her side of the sink. She was doing her eye makeup when I approached. A sink away from her, I pulled out my contact case and solution bottle from my drawstring bag, ready to restore my vision to its correct prescription. As I put my contacts on, I couldn’t help but notice the body language of the woman in the

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