My trip to California
California is one of the most world greatest tourist spots. It is known for its Walk of fame and famous actors, directors and so on stars embedded into the sidewalk, also its winery tours and beaches and a number of other things. It was a piece of the world I generally wanted to go. California has regularly been on my bucket list and a couple of different friends of mines, so we chose to arrange a getaway. December 22nd till December 29th I booked my flight. I bought my ticket on Priceline, which had costs that were rational. I was incredibly wound up, thinking about all the amazing things I could do once I arrived and I couldn't hold up to get to California.
I reserved my flight for 7 days in West, Hollywood California.
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My first time flying on a plane ever and the thought of it was just staggering. Monday the 22nd of December 2014 at 3:00PM. I touched base at the Minneapolis St. Paul International Airport, Spirit Airlines Terminal 1. I couldn't believe that I was really going to do this, now there was such a large number of thoughts going through my mind, as I imagined a situation where something happens and something goes wrong. What if the motor breaks or the wings tumble off? Dashing thoughts. My head felt as though it was going to blast. I went to the Mill City Tavern a bar at the airplane terminal. I grabbed a bite and a couple of drinks so I could take my mind off my flight, which was loading up in 60 minutes. I met a really cool fellow who was also going to California. He was going to San Francisco, where he had lived. He was going by some old companions. We spoke a lot about California until he needed to leave to catch his flight. He told me there were indefinite things to do in California, and that there was never a period he had a dull minute. He had also let me know the people were unusual, places I ought to visit. The best beaches, bars and eateries, and that I ought to go up to the Hollywood hills. The discussion we had completely taken my brain off me needing to fly on the plane for the first time.
I was much more wound up now than some time recently. Our discussion gave me a ton of courage and beliefs, I was ready to fly. An hour has passed and my flight was ready for embarking. I was no longer frightened. It was time to load up I gathered my belongings and strolled down the plane portal. As I entered the plane the flight chaperon welcomed me with such a genuine smile, which made me feel great and safe.
I discovered my seat I was in the center and since it was my first time flying I wanted to be situated alongside the window, so I can snap photos of the sky in the states and urban areas as we went by them. The gentleman was sufficiently pleasant to incline forward so hopefully I can catch snapshots. My flying was going great, not at all like I projected. I enjoyed taking photos and meeting new people on the flight, and it was not awful as it would turn
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out. I arrived in California and I sat tight in the terminal station for my friends to land. We all reserved separate flights, however for that day and the same extent of time. I am great and joyful to be in California impatiently holding up to sightsee the urban communities and meet new people. I got together with my friends and we all were super pumped. We had rented an SUV and home for visitors. We laughed and listen to music the distance to our last stop. We reached at our destination, we dumped our things into the home, still giggling and chuckles and everybody seem to be so eager to be in California. We didn't do much the first day. As everybody got settled, I raced to the store and I bought a few snacks, a few beverages and a deck of cards. Everybody gathered around the table and spoke about what they wanted to carry out in the following 6 days, we were there. I had a lot of thoughts and I am certain others did as well, In any case, now I couldn't have cared less what we did, I was only pleased to be there with all my great friends. I appreciated the first day in the home, friends, food and fun. Anyway, today was another day. It was the start of my vacation in West Hollywood California. There was so much I needed to do, and I would not like to waste no time. So I enlightened my friends about my thoughts and they let me know about there's. We all had come to an agreement. Everybody had eaten breakfast, showered and got dressed. The first thing we did was visit the Hollywood hills. We was just about 2 miles away so we chose to walk and wandered away. I took a ton of portraits. I wanted to remember all these special moments, and so I could show my friends and family the time I had in California. Hollywood hills were outstanding and I was amazed. Venice beach was somewhere else we had dropped by. Venice beach is one of the most famous destinations for guest or local people. The beach was crowded there were people all around. There was music playing, people moving, and huge amounts of enjoyment. There was a couple fellows who were flipping that were really great. Adequate to join the aerobatics. Watching them was genuinely fascinating. My friends and I rented bicycles at the beach and rode around the beach for some hours. I stopped at this place that stood out enough to be seen which I acknowledge. I believed they called it Muscle beach. Without in meanness of acknowledging it, I had passed over to Santa Monica beach. Santa Monica beach wasn’t very far from Venice beach. Muscle beach was a play area on the Santa Monica beach. The sort of play area only for physical exercises. This was very captivating, since I like to work out. The play area had dry ropes. It was convincing I needed to challenge it. As I was moving to the highest point of the dry ropes, people begin going after their cellular phones. I figure they needed to get a photo or a feature. I tried something that was challenging for myself and possibly for most people, moving to the highest point of the dry ropes which I had succeeded. It was a fun experience. We took an unplanned trip to Malibu, which was an hour thus away.
It was the most enjoyable thing. We stopped at a beach while we were there. We ordered for food and sat on the beach. There were many other people out on the beach snapping photographs who seemed as though they could be travelers too.
I have not gotten much rest throughout my vacation in Cali. Because of all the traveling around and exploration I and my friends had done, and however I was totally depleted, but the experience was well worth it. Despite all the trouble. California has frankly been a blessing from heaven, and an amazing background. Cali had changed my life, my viewpoint, how I see the world starting today and the people in it. It truly has opened my eyes to possible outcomes, and driven me to take after my real dream, venture to the far corners of the
world. Since my visit to California, all I think about is venturing to the far corners of the world. Before my trip to California I never knew the world was such an amazing place filled with remarkable people, and plenty of opportunities. Before my trip to California I use to think this place on earth was just to pass time, to live and die. But no one has ever taught me how to live, and that life is more than just being alive. It is about finding your true self, embracing who you are, pursing what you love and connecting with the world around us. California has certainly had a huge influence on my life and has taught me to take after my heart. California Is a place I would definitely recommend to friends, family or people in general. Particularly West Hollywood, because of its attractions and life changing experience. I think if people visit West Hollywood at least once maybe they will view life differently as well, and too be inspired to chase their dreams. Overall I am thankful to have visit California. Which had mold me into the men I am today, ambitious, inspirational, and uplifting and more. I am gladden to share my experience to my audience, and I hope that one day they will too visit California.
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