Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Ocean Biome

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One July morning I woke up said goodbye to friends and family and headed out the door, and hopped on a uber to the airport. “Where to?” The driver said. “To the airport” I responded. “Do you have any preference on the radio?” He asked. “No thanks” I replied. “ Where are you going to?” He questioned with a deep accent “ Arizona, me and a couple of friends are going to the biosphere 2.” I answered. I sat back plugged in my headphones into my phone and listened to some music. I meet up with my friends near the check in booth. We sat and waited resting my back against the wall. We then approached the gate during boarding. I searched my pockets swiftly and felt the emptiness on the cotton. I went to the the gate desk and told them my situation …show more content…

I then sat down and ate my lunch and listined to some music. We landed in arizona stepping outside to be hit by the hot heat wave of the desert. Sweat dripped from our forehead and felt the warm air stick to our skin. We got picked up and drove to a campsite for 1 hour. We reached the biome and we went to our rooms. The next morning we got assigned our biomes there were 3 biomes; rainforest, ocean, and a farming environment. I was hoping to go to the ocean biome, but the course instructors had different plans, and put me in the rainforest biome. The rainforest biome sounds fun and interesting but it was very hot, slippery, muddy, and humid. Soon i became an expert in the rainforest after getting lost once or twice. Being one of the first outsider to be inside the rainforest was exciting often i would walk around instead of taking samples of leaves. After a week we left for Minnesota going to Utah for transit. I went to the security check out took off my belt and shoes. THen a big alarm went off then all of a sudden a group of tsa agents cirled me telling me to put my hands up. Then the took me into a small room and asked me a few …show more content…

The told me to open my bag slowly. I started to think that someone must have put something in my bag, then she said “pull that out”. I pulled out a cold shiny flat metal with some liquid inside. Instantly i recognized the water bottle they gave me at biosphere. They confiscated it and said “never to bring that through the airport,” I agreed. Then I tried to catch up with the rest of my friends. We got on the plane and it failed to take off. We tried again but we still couldn't take off. We got off and they said that we could return our ticket for a later time or choose to go somewhere else on United Airlines. They also gave us 300 dollars each for food and a place to stay. We went to the mcdonald's and grabbed a bite to eat, then we took a cab to the nearest baskin and robin. We returned to the airport: the cold breeze of the air conditioning hit us straight on the face. We went to our gate and realized we had to get a ticket. Instantly we all blamed the airline. We went to get a ticket and the gate office told us there was no more flights to utah until 2 am. Since we had no ride to the airport we decided on stay at a hotel. We took a taxi and we reached the

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