A Magical Trip to Disney World
ENGL1301/Week #4/Narrative Essay/Charity King A Trip to Remember By Charity King
Spending quality time with my family is very important to me. I never realized it until a very magical trip to Disney World, Orlando, Florida. It was one of the most memorable times I have ever had with my family. The trip started on the road from Danville, Illinois headed to Indianapolis, Indiana, so that we could catch an airplane to Florida. I remember all I could talk about was riding on an airplane for the first time. It was a road trip full of laughter, sing-alongs, and endless conversation. It was a lengthy trip, so we had to stop for gas and food. Once we stopped, my sister and I ran off to use the restroom. While we were inside the stalls, we started talking about the trip. My sister said, “Charity some lady has on the same ugly shoes that Daddy wears.” I never got the chance to respond because my father answered with, “What are you two doing in the men’s bathroom!?” We were laughing so hard that we could not even talk to give a response. For the remainder of the trip, we all joked about what happened. It was just the perfect start of a great trip. Once we arrived at the airport, it seemed as if we came on the busiest day of the week! We had to maneuver around all of the people in order to check our bags and make it to the other side of the airport on time. I remember being amazed at the size of the airport and the fast pace that everything was moving. At one point while we were maneuvering, I focused on my fathers’ royal blue suitcase. What I was actually thinking about was getting some ice cream. I kept repeating, “Daddy can we go and get some ice cream please?” After a few times of asking that question, I looked up and realized that the suitcase did not
Spending quality time with my family is very important to me. I never realized it until a very magical trip to Disney World, Orlando, Florida. It was one of the most memorable times I have ever had with my family. The trip started on the road from Danville, Illinois headed to Indianapolis, Indiana, so that we could catch an airplane to Florida. I remember all I could talk about was riding on an airplane for the first time. It was a road trip full of laughter, sing-alongs, and endless conversation. It was a lengthy trip, so we had to stop for gas and food. Once we stopped, my sister and I ran off to use the restroom. While we were inside the stalls, we started talking about the trip. My sister said, “Charity some lady has on the same ugly shoes that Daddy wears.” I never got the chance to respond because my father answered with, “What are you two doing in the men’s bathroom!?” We were laughing so hard that we could not even talk to give a response. For the remainder of the trip, we all joked about what happened. It was just the perfect start of a great trip. Once we arrived at the airport, it seemed as if we came on the busiest day of the week! We had to maneuver around all of the people in order to check our bags and make it to the other side of the airport on time. I remember being amazed at the size of the airport and the fast pace that everything was moving. At one point while we were maneuvering, I focused on my fathers’ royal blue suitcase. What I was actually thinking about was getting some ice cream. I kept repeating, “Daddy can we go and get some ice cream please?” After a few times of asking that question, I looked up and realized that the suitcase did not