Narrative Essay About Traveling The World

When I was younger, I did not necessarily know what the earth holds, I was just used to my house and the places around me. I wondered what the universe had, the world’s whereabouts remained secret in my eyes until I could travel and explore. But, I have not been far outside of Minnesota. I have always wanted to travel the world, except my family does not like going farther than to work and back, it is just something they do not want to do. One day when I was about seven years old my mom and dad decided that it would be a good idea to make a family trip to look back on. They were having a hard time deciding on where to go because my dad wasn’t willing to travel too far from home, it is not his cup of tea. My dad’s friend came over while they …show more content…
I was so excited to go to Duluth that I could not sleep the night before, but once I finally fell asleep, I dreamt of all the things we could do there. The next morning when my mom woke me up I was a little bit upset because we were running late and we had to arrive at the hotel at one thirty but it was already eleven o’clock. We left immediately, and we showed up there an hour later than the expected arrival. As soon as we arrived and got our rooms and everything organized, everyone wanted to do something different. My older brother wanted to go to the pool, Dylan wanted to go to the see the ships, and I wanted to go to Gooseberry Falls. So we decided to do all of those and more, beginning with Gooseberry …show more content…
When we came back my older brother was the only one excited because that meant he could go swimming. We were all so hungry that we ordered room service, while my brothers were in the pool with their friends. As I sat impatiently waiting for the food, I watched all of the cars pass by. I wondered what it would be like to drive, what car I would drive, how fast I would go, where I would go, the possibilities are endless. After about twenty minutes we finally ate, I don’t think I have ever been happier to see food in my life after such a long day. When we all finished eating, it was about eight o'clock and we checked the weather outside and noticed it was no longer raining and Dylan yelled “you know what that means!” he was ready to go see the ships. It was the perfect time to see the ships because the sun was setting and it was beautiful. When I walked out of the doors of the hotel I felt a cool breeze rush past me, so I put on my sweatshirt my mom brought me. As soon as we made it to the ships, Dylan would not be quiet, he was too excited. We looked at the ships for a few minutes before we boarded one of