Personal Narrative: My Family Trip To California

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When I was 8 years old, my family and I hopped on a plane to San Francisco, California for a family field trip. It took exactly 7 hours to fly from Albany, Ga to San Francisco on the plane, but it didn’t bother me because I had food and took 2 naps during the flight. I was very excited to go to California but I wondered why we were going all the way there and not somewhere closer to Georgia. I ask my mom why we were going there, but she wouldn’t tell me; she said that it was a surprise. After the flight was over, my mom, 14 years old sister, and my 7-month-old sister, and stepfather paid a taxi driver to take us to The Ritz-Carlton, Half Moon Bay hotel. My family paid for the hotel room, and we walked to the elevator, went to our room, and unpacked. I looked around the room and admired it, it had two big clean beds, a bed/couch, a beautiful bathroom, and a great balcony which had an amazing view of the ocean. After I was done looking in the room, I saw that my mom, stepfather, big sister and baby sister all took their showers and went to bed, so I took a shower, put on my pajamas, and slept in bed with my little sister and big sister.
The next morning, my mother woke us up, and told us to get ready to go down stairs to eat breakfast. I was the first one to get up, and took a shower, and put my black and white striped shirt, with my black jeans, and my Timberland’s. Later, my family got ready to go down stairs, and we ate breakfast; the food looked so good that I couldn’t

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