I always had quite the predilection for traveling. Even the mere thought of being almost anywhere other than my own town was an adventure in itself. Long, dark roads begging to be touched by the spinning tires of a car. That surreal feeling that numbs your body when you’re the only one at some sleazy gas station, sipping the last bit of coke you purchased three states ago. The curiosity that rivets your mind when you’re passing through a small town striking up the question ‘Who would possibly live here?’ So when my dear friend, Rachel, and I decided that we would be attending this year’s Fan Expo I could hardly contain my own excitement. The cool air brushed against my rose colored cheeks as I sat upon the painted floor of my garage, which …show more content…
When I was told we’d be staying at ‘a nice hotel’ I wasn’t expecting this. A crystal chandelier hung proudly from the ceiling above our heads, designer suits and high-end skin care products were enclosed in glass casing, displayed for the people who could afford them. I had never been very fond of hotels, but here I sat in utter amazement of the building surrounding me. Once we checked in and received our room keys we made our way to the elevators. Two women already stood before us, one that I did not recognize and another that looked fairly familiar to me. I racked my brain for answers, and synchronously Rachel and I turned to one another with wide eyes. It was Catherine Tate, the actress who played Donna Noble on the show Doctor Who. We hadn’t been there all of ten minutes and we had already run into an actor from one of our favorite shows. Although the both of us were accustomed to meeting celebrities, we could not bring ourselves to say a …show more content…
I awoke with a start, ready to take on the day, no matter what it may bring. Two hours had passed since I had climbed out of bed, I now stood dressed in a Harry Potter gown, with a full face of makeup and pigtails, tickets in hand. The convention center was conveniently built right across from the hotel, we didn’t need to bother with a car since we could simply walk. We bid Rachel’s father a goodbye and made our way downstairs to the lobby where we exited the hotel. It only took about 10 minutes total for us to arrive at the gate of the convention center and check in. Once we got onto the main floor of the building, we walked among the many booths selling everything from hand-signed posters to life like action figures. At the back of the room sat the signing tables, where all the celebrities would be meeting their devoted fans. It was here we decided to act on a whim and coughed up the forty dollars to meet Gaten Matarazzo, the child star who played Dustin in Netflix’s Stranger Things who was sweeter than can
Andi Anderson (Kate Hudson) is a beautiful, young, and successful writer who maintains a “How-To” section in “Composure” magazine. Her dream is to “write about things that matter, like politics and the environment, and foreign affairs- things I’m interested in.” (How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days, time stamp 02:00). She knows that the only way she will eventually be able to write about subjects she’s passionate about is to be successful in writing her superficial “How-To” section in the magazine.
On Monday March 25, some members of the baseball team, my girlfriend, and I traveled to Murray State University to watch a concert performed by Nelly and the St. Lunatics. It was a terrible night to go anywhere because it was raining and storming the whole way, but there was nothing that was going to stop us from going to the concert. We where all so hyped up about it and couldn’t wait to head out. My brother, who attends Murray State, had gotten us excellent seats about seventy-five feet away from the stage.
The city seemed less hectic here and a little less crowded. I had read online that the once murder capital of New York City was now the fourth safest neighbourhood behind the upper east and upper west sides. I unlocked the door into the lobby of the apartment, the lobby was small and had one wide stairwell at the back of the room. Aunt Allison's apartment was a third-floor apartment, but the third floor seemed to be less of a trek than I had expected. I hadn't been in this apartment before
The patient was more beautiful than she realized. If only she could see it for herself. The color from her dainty face had drained to a sickened green tint and her eyes widened in fear. The walls of the clinic exam room were ordained in calming colors, but offered the young woman no comfort. She continued to blink rapidly as if she would awaken from the nightmare; her long eyelashes could not fan the health worker’s words away. She thought it was harmless, just a night of fun. It made her feel valuable and attractive. Yet being desired now left her alone, crumpling to the floor screaming between sobs and desperately reaching to the empty air around her. She couldn’t grasp any security. Not only did that harmless night of fun result in her becoming
Charlotte will never be anything but a wife and mother with no room to become a writer. Dependent on her husband for emotional support as well as financial support, Charlotte did not outwardly disagree with John's diagnosis. Without much protest, Charlotte stays in one room for fear of being sent to Dr. Mitchell's for the Rest Cure. (4) Trapped in a room with no aesthetic pleasure, she was left to her own thoughts. Societal norms said th...
A journey is when exposure to events leave impressions on you, thus creating your unique individuality. Internal journeys have an impact on you because the lessons learned stay with you forever, and help form who you are. The physical journeys leave impressions on you temporarily and what you learn is only useful during that period of time, for instance if you become crippled. But, the two different types of journeys aren’t usually achieved separately. Instead, they are intertwined and needing each other to help you have self-growth. An internal is more significant than a physical journey because it helps you discover unknown qualities of yourself.
bad as I expected it to be. The queue seemed to flow by. Like fish in
Clera couldn’t help but to smile at her father’s light-hearted words and cheerful tone. Closing and locking her diary, Clera followed her dad out of her bedroom into the brightly lit kitchen. Clera had always loved the floor-to-ceiling windows in the kitchen that allowed natural light to diffuse throughout the vibrant room. Chris always used his free time at home to find a new way to improve the penthouse. Clera’s mother and Chris’s wife, Aubrey, admired the amount of effort her husband put into furnishing, styling, and renovating their home. In contrast, Aubrey herself had never been viewed as “creative”, she was a unique kind of different as one might say. Although she had a love for the creative arts, she extinguished the idea of pursuing her passion in them a long time ago for reasons her herself only knew. This morning however, Aubrey was focused on her daughter’s first day of high school. Did she feel sad for her? Possibly. Moreover, she hoped her daughter’s high school experienced was better than her’s had been.
was warm and steamy. I was tan and happy. My dad, my two sisters and I
This essay is the respond to the Local Council Member who has wrong idea about a common archetype of adventure tourist. This misconception based on ignorance of current tourism industry, could potentially be a dangerous for local economy and development. The local authority must be well informed about present conditions with the tourism market, before they will make a far reaching decisions about the development direction in this industry. Currently, there are many organisations whose monitoring an international tourism business and this knowledge supposed to be good use for our common good.
The issue is whether the traveling time that miners take to get to the face of the mine counts as working time under the Fair Labor Standards Act. The State of Confusion should adopt the majority’s opinion and hold travel time as work time. This position held that because the workers were under employer supervision, physical exertion was involved because they are performing a service, and the worker is doing this work to benefit the employer travel time should count as worktime. Lunch time does not count as worktime because the employee is not supervised and it is for their benefit, by contrast travel time is worktime because there is supervision, it is not the employees own time, and it is for
A very harsh and personal experience that I have recently gone through was the fact that I am 18 and in the tenth grade, they held me back for a second time. I thought I was never going to make it..
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.
In this paper I’m going to share with you, a very special event in my life. The day I came to the United States of America, a day I will never forget. A day I used to dream of even at the young age of 6. The day I reunited with my Beloved Mother.
There is nothing quite like traveling, going someplace new and finding out more about the world and yourself. Anyone can become a traveler it just takes a little bit of faith and courage. Traveling across the world or even across the country is a learning experience. When you are a traveler you see how people live and how different cultures work. It is the best educational experience you could give yourself. You see how the world works in a way no one can teach you. Seeing different cultures and people help build the person you want to be. If you are a traveler the world influences you, because when traveling, you see the good and the bad, and you learn from the right and the wrong. I am very lucky that I am able to be a traveler and see this