Personal Narrative: My Trip To Colorado

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Sitting in the backseat for miles. Stopping at multiple destinations. Driving from one state to the next. Becoming surrounded by nature. No phone service. No sleep for over twenty four hours. My trip to Yellowstone National Park was one to remember.
It was during the early summer of 2010 that my family and I brought along our two dogs Pearl and Maggie and my younger cousin – who at the time was six – to Montana. My parents, both avid lovers of the great West, planned the vacation for us within a few days. They took off some extra days at work at the beginning of the next week just so we would not be rushed to get back home. The trip there took hours, eventually taking us through states such as Iowa, Nebraska, South Dakota, North Dakota, Kansas, …show more content…

The high point of the trip was during our incline up the Bighorn Mountains. Most of our ears popped on the way up, but the change in air pressure apparently made my dogs instead pee on my sister. Mi hermana was upset to say the least. I, on the other hand, was elated that my pups had my back and avenged me. After all, my older sister was my nemesis at the time. Later on in Colorado, I remember we had stayed at a motel right by another mountain range. It was extremely stunning to look outside the window and see the extensive, steep peaks. Of course being how my parents are, they wanted to visit the Old Faithful geyser. All of us walked quite a ways to see it, but it had gone off right before we got there. If we wanted to see it it wouldn’t have been for another hour or so. This didn’t knock my parents’ enthusiasm down whatsoever. We loaded back up in the car and continued along to other sites to see what all the states have to …show more content…

There, you can drive by bison that sit on grassy hills and nearly reach out your window to touch them. They even have multiple hiking trails so you can exit your vehicle and walk amongst other attractions, and have a closer glimpse into all the natural world contained in the park’s limits. My family and I stopped to picnic while we looked around. After that, we began to take off to go back to Missouri. When we were exiting the park, we had seen a little dust tornado, which was a surprising and unique experience. I hadn’t even known such a thing existed until we saw it there. One of the funniest things to happen was when we were leaving Yellowstone and my cousin Johnny Ray said, “Are we in yellow rock yet?” To this day we still talk about it and laugh. Of course now, he doesn’t agree to saying such a thing, even though he was only six years old. When you’re heading back home from any vacation it is absolutely depressing, and I myself despise it. But when you ride all the way from Wyoming to Missouri without stopping and both of your parents sound like bears when they take turns sleeping – causing you to get only 10 minutes of rest – it’s a relief to arrive

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