Personal Narrative: My Trip To Panama City

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The feeling of excitement and exploration ran through me as I saw the beautiful sight right before my eyes. I was gazing into a field at the edge of the woods with the sunset setting and the wind gently rustling the leaves of the fall trees. I was hunting with my father on that Fall afternoon. He also felt the same feeling I felt, the feeling of adventure. Even though we knew where we were, we had gotten there by foot through the woods. This made me feel like a colonist in early American History. This event made me begin to want to see new and beautiful places. I used to not think too much about vacations until then, but from then on I saw them as opportunities for adventure and fun. After this event I was fortunate enough to take beautiful …show more content…

Just travelling all the way down to Florida was an opportunity to see new things. While on the way down there I got to travel through four different states and saw how their geography differed from one another. Once we got there we were reunited with my great aunt and uncle that we hadn’t seen in years. They showed us the best places to eat around town. I remember one restaurant we went to didn’t look like it would be any good. However, the seafood there tasted so fresh and crisp it was unlike any other seafood restaurants I had been to. The food was not the only thing that made Panama City Beach different from all the others. Snorkeling was an adventure that we took while we were down there. There was a designated swimming pond on one of the beaches. It was called a swimming pond because rocks formed a half circle making the water calm between the rocks and the shore. The waters were clear so you could easily see creatures from the ocean below you. This leads me to talk about how gorgeous the beaches were down there. I remember the first time I walked out on one of the beaches, it looked so different. The sand was white as snow and the water was crystal clear! I had never seen anything like it in my life. When my foot first stepped on that white sand, I felt like I was on an island far away from the modern day rush. The air was …show more content…

We went up to the mountains with my youth group and stayed at a house near Boone, NC. The first thing I remember about this trip was how almost all of the houses in the mountains were hidden from sight. When driving down the road, they were so hidden by trees, they could barely be seen. Many of my friends went on this trip as well. We frequently went fishing in a nearby pond after dinner. I tried two new things while I was there. The first thing that we tried new was skiing at Sugar Mountain. Skiing was hard at first but then I got the hang of it. I never left the beginner hill because the rest of the hills made me nervous to go down. As the ski day went on, the once soft white manmade snow started to turn into ice. At that point I stopped skiing because it simply became too dangerous for me. The second new thing that I tried was kayaking. Kayaking was definitely the most fun thing I did while I was there. I simply say this because I truly enjoyed it. Riding down a river in a kayak can be so peaceful. While riding down a nearby river I really began to see how beautiful it was in the mountains. I loved hearing the sound of the moving water on either side of me. Catching the right currents at the right time really made kayaking fun for me. Being able to kayak with my friends and family only made the new experience even more

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