and I didn’t have anyone to enjoy it with. That’s when I decided to get a job to hopefully make friends that way. I started applying for several places online and then one day I got a call from Texas Roadhouse asking if I could come in for an interview. I had no idea that very phone call was about to change my life for the better!
How did we manage to fit all of those furniture and appliances in the truck? One of my last days in California, my family had a goodbye party. The next day, my uncle drove the moving truck and my family drove the moving truck and my family drove our car to Phoenix, Arizona. Finally, after six hours in the car, we made it “home”.
At the end I wasn’t sure what had happen, was there a major accident or were the drivers being nosey causing the traffic? When everything was clear we had made it to Texas, by then it was six in the afternoon. We began to slow down again, which makes sense because at that time everyone is going home from work, so that was the problem in Texas. It was 110 degrees, we had to pull over because our
So Saturday afternoon we packed ourselves in mom’s Envoy and spent a long two hours in the car. I spent most of the time eating Burger King and throwing snotty Kleenex’s at pedestrians. I underestimated the car ride, it was actually pretty funny when we crossed the bridge and Wren said “Oh, look we’re
The more I drove the more hope I found and in that hope seemed to be strength. After several more stops for food, bathroom breaks, gas and taking care of animal needs we finally reached our destination of the big city of Virginia Beach. Pulling into the driveway I was surprised by new friends waiting to help us unload the U-Haul. Unloading our belongings did not seem as difficult for me emotionally as loading them did.
Life on the road Travel the miles till your are back home I am a Service Technician for a manufacturing comapny, and as such my job does requires a flexible travel schedule. Should I be called by my employer I may have to begin traveling within hours. There are many times where I may be in town one week and gone the next, or it is possible i will be home for two days and then gone for three. However there are opportunites as well as missed opportunites, in my line of work
This created a great rift between me and the people that had been my friends. I began trying to hang out with friends but found they were always busy while I was home reading, waiting for an adventure. I had managed to keep a few of my friends and these people are still my friends today, but first I had to deal with being solitary for a while. After I accepted the way school, and friends were going to go I only faced one obstacle. Almost my entire life changed after my move, I had a new routine, some new friends, and a new way I had to learn.
Most of our belongings had been shipped out to our aunt's house who also resided in California. We would be staying with her until we had settle down. The moving truck arrived shortly and our furniture was loaded into it. We had finished up packing, and every last thing we needed was either on the moving van or in the suitcases; and now it was time to leave. Our Aunt dropped us off to the airport and there was no going back.
that’s when I started thinking hard. My mother was with us, and I knew she didn’t want me to leave either. Even my siblings and Grandma, I didn’t want to leave behind I felt constrained I’m not going to know anyone there. What if no one likes me? What if I can’t make any new friends and I have to sit all alone at lunch every day?.
The week I spent in Estes Park, Colorado, brought me closer to seven people who I never even dreamt of being good friends with. Naturally, the best part of any vacation is the road trip. Mariah Machart, Jackie Thompson, and I left Culbertson and comfortably rode in Mariah’s dark blue Chevy Silverado. Our next
April, 1849 Being on the trail for about a week has brought unexpected holdups. First off the tall grass that scrapes my bare legs as I walk. Lena, Lilly and I all have plenty of gashes from burs and thorns. Our first landmark was Alcove Springs. We never stopped, although it was nice to think that there were people before us taking this journey.
The Ride Today, my family and I went to Kings Island and we made it through the exhausting car ride.. We walked into the park and we were started looking for somewhere for a roller coaster to ride like the small ,medium, big, and huge I wanted to go on a medium kind roller coaster. We roamed around a little going around checking all of the places to eat, little games to play, and the huge rides they have. I said to my dad “ There's a lot of places to eat here.” he and said “I wonder why it’s always packed too.”
In March of 1993, there was a NASCAR race in Atlanta in which my dad and four of his friends decided to take a road trip to. The weather predicted for the race was supposed to be cold and rainy. My dad was the kind of person to prepare for anything, so he took gear for rain and cold weather. My dad, pulling a pop up camper behind his Chevy Silverado, met his four friends in Chattanooga. They finally got to Atlanta, where they set up in the middle green of the raceway. During the night before the race, they were awakened many times because the wind was blowing extremely hard. The next morning, they woke up to over a foot of snow. So much for the prediction of rain with no snow in the forecast. Obviously, the race was cancelled. My dad 's
It’s Been a Ride As the freshman finished packing the bus with all the gear and all got on the bus we were ready to go. We had a long ride ahead of us as we were heading to Housatonic, a team that we beat 5-3 and tied 3-3 during the regular season. However, they were able to finish up their season strong and were a much better team than before. The bus rides to the games are always a blast.