Personal Narrative: My Trip To Prague

My Vacation It was an early morning in late June, my parents and I had just finished packing and were ready to board a bus for our journey to Prague. After a few hours passed, it was time for lunch and refreshments before getting back on the road. My family and I arrived in the town of Malmö, to check into our hotel room, and rested for the night. Once morning arrived, our trip to Prague continued. My parents and I boarded a bus on Stone Street, while boarding, most of the seats were empty until some people from Malmö had got on. The feeling of the bus gaining traction along the pavement felt good as it began to trundle down the road, and it excited me about the future of my summer vacation. At 10:50 AM, we stopped at Burger King in Ödeshog for something to eat for lunch. The next stop was a

My parents and I had breakfast before continuing the last few trips of our journey. Boarding a bus to Santa Mania. The city had tall lookout towers, palaces, cathedrals, and the Edward Benez Sankt. The buildings rose high into the air like massive stone giants, casting a large dark shadow upon the city below. We sat down on a bridge to grab a quick meal of beef, potato salad, and some ice cream for desert. The crisp, soothing city air was soaring around us, gently brushing past our cheeks, fluttering a clothes while creating a calm, and peaceful atmosphere. By the end of the day, my parents and I moseyed to another hotel, drinking a nice soothing Coke-Cola in a café while writing postcards to our friend and relatives. It felt appealing yet, slightly saddening, knowing the fact, my summer vacation was coming to an end. Before returning home, our trip concluded with a purchase of some heavenly fresh cinnamon buns, we were packed up and ready to leave, upon boarding the bus, My parents and I took our seats, looked out the window taking one last glimpse at the beautiful city, beginning our journey back