Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Yeager Airport In Orlando Florida

We waited for our bus to pick us up and then drop us off at the airport. I threw another tantrum on the bus because I still did not have my favorite lizard. When we were waiting in line behind a bunch of people, I decided to have a fit about it because we were stuck there for a long time. So my parents tried to calm me down before things got out of hand. When we got on the plane, I finally settled down long enough to make it through an awesome Diego movie.

¨I'm so bored¨ I mumbled. We all got to the plane and went of to the Florida Keys! About two hours later we got to the other airport and then we rented a car and all of that junk. Then we got to the hotel room we booked. All of us were amazed of how beautiful and how tropical themed it was.

First, We got to the orange entry gates of hurricane harbor and I asked my dad “ can we go to the beach after this and he replied “Yes we can but only if you and Jacob behave” and then my brother yelled “YES” so loud that I thought everyone in the amusement park heard him yell. S we got our tickets for the first ride, the hang glider ride. While I was waiting in line I watched how you have to strap onto a metal hang glider and it picks you up and spins you around. When I got strapped on my back felt very stiff but I wanted to go on it so I held on for dear life while I got picked of the ground and then everything was a blur of green, yellow, metallic silver and blue. Everyone was whooping while I was screaming “No let me down I want to just go to the beach!” When the ride ended I got out of the straps as quickly as I could and ran like the Flash to my uncle.

It is my dad. He is up bright and early, except, it is not bright. The moon is still gleaming in the sky outside. It 's the day of the final races and the pressure has undoubtedly hit everyone in the team. We all begin to get ready for the momentous day.. dad crams the car with towels and helmets for the girls, Grace frantically wraps her brace around her constantly fractured finger, Alex scrambles from room to room trying to get herself together, Dayna

I’m glad this didn’t happen to me! “Since the cars were at a 30-degree angle on their sides, the removal of passengers using a bucket truck was a bit tricky, said Tampa Fire Rescue special operations chief Emilio Salabarria”("Busch Gardens roller coaster stalls mid-ride”). A roller coaster started to stall with 16 people on a ride. The firefighters came and got the passenger out with a bucket and harness. Three hours later, everyone was safe ("Busch Gardens roller coaster stalls mid-ride”).

In my mind’s eye, I can still picture driving from Seagraves, Texas to Orlando, Florida in a brand new Kia that we just got. I remember driving on the overpass above the Mississippi River and how far out of sight it went. We took two long, dreadful days to get to Orlando, but when we got there it was totally worth it. On the first day we got in Orlando my family and I rested from all the driving, but later that day we went to Orlando studios to walk around and look to see what rides and food they had for the next day when we come. Then we went to the hotel we were staying at and got into the pool with my grandma, grandpa, my cousin Micah, my two brothers, and my mom and dad.

It is three thirty in the morning, and we have to grab our luggage and sleepily headed for the airport. Our flight leaves at five a.m. We have to pick up a couple friends on the way, so we have to leave extra early. After we pick up my friend we are going to Chick-fill-a. The crispy chicken melts in my mouth, the sprite just sparkles in the moonlight, and the saltiness of the waffle fries makes my mouth water. "Welcome Powerdsville Middle School, we are pleased you are flying American today.

I just recently visited Miami Beach, Florida and I found out that they have really bad mosquitos because of the Zika Virus. “Florida has confirmed local transmissions of Zika Virus are occurring in two areas Miami - Dade County (floridahealth).” I was packing up all of my stuff for my trip to Miami Beach, Florida because I have really been wanting to go see my cousin Jaxon. We haven't seen each other in so long because we live About 18 hours apart. I had to stop at the gas station a few times but it was worth it. Whenever I pulled up at his house I had gotten to hang out but then we went to bed.

I was always wary of it. My college friend Larisa was meeting me at the JFK airport; that summer she was working in the City. Larisa was my college dorm roommate in Russia. She was always chubby and clumsy;nevertheless, people always liked her. We had the same flight back home in 2 days, but Larisa, as it turned out, had different plans.

On Friday morning June, 24 at six am Rose and her group of friends brought tickets to take a trip to Hawaii. One of Rose’s friend was going to bring her boyfriend too. It was summer time and all they wanted to do was have fun! Rose’s parents had to drive all of them to the airport. They got into the airport, checked in, weight their suitcase, and went in line for security.

It was cold; the kind of cold that when you took a deep breath, it hurt your lungs, and the wind would come roaring off the lake like thunder, it always seemed as if summer was a thousand years away, and the sunshine that warmed us as we swam in the very same lake in July would have to be drilled open with an Auger, or a smartly placed shotgun gun blast through six or more inches of ice to even try to let the fish know you have a wonderful squishy worm and he should come get it, and you know this because the chickens have provided the best, stinky, warm, wet, and messy mud pile that even in winter never freezes or loses its ammonia like odor, Dad says it’s the best dirt, I say the worms are huge because that’s all I care about, a great big old jiggly wet sticky worm and time fishing with dad. I still fish as much as a responsible, employed, family man can. So I had waited a long time for the little ones to be of an age where seven hours on a plane and a few more hours of driving, would not cause a complete breakdown of family unity. besides sleeping on the couch is never fun except when you go to the