My Boardwalk

Mmmmmm….The fresh smell of funnel cake with loads of powered sugar makes your tastes scream with excitement.Sounds of children running up and down the sunny boardwalk, as if the heat was nothing to them. Tens, hundreds, thousands tread across the boardwalk of Atlantic City everyday, absorbing the hot rays of the sun while still having a grand ole time.My family and I vacation there more than 4 times a year.During the summer is the best time to go. Years ago, I found Atlantic City boring.

Same casino, same boardwalk, same everything. It wasn’t until our most recent trip that I finally realized that the Atlantic City Boardwalk was the place to be.Our most recent trip took place July 1st, 2007. We left at 5:30 am.

Although very exhausted, I was filled with excitement because I would finally get away from Brooklyn for awhile, even if it was for only 5 or 6 days. What really set off my excitement was the idea that school was finally over!I wondered often to see if Atlantic City changed at all. They added a few stores on the boardwalk and on the streets, but it still felt the same as the last time I had went.

This trip would be different, I thought as I strapped my seatbelt in the car.After what seemed like endless driving, we finally reached our destination. I woke up to see even more stores than before. Shopping! I squealed silently to myself as we got out the car.

The hotel, Harrahs, had changed since the last time I saw it.Harrahs’ theme was the oceanic for the most part. It was beautiful. The blue and green colors created a calming mood for everyone.

The casino was noisy as usual, with tons of elderly men and women moving about and young, hip adults drinking, having a fun time.As we entered our room, we felt a peaceful feeling. we all sat down on the soft couch to asorb the feeling. I was relieved.We placed our bags in the appropriate areas and freshened up.We left Harrahs and went to the boardwalk.

My vacation officially began at that moment.’ Get the teddy bear for your kid or any prize you want!Just throw tha ball, son!’…’Come for a ride with me, pretty lady!No charge!’…’Can we walk longer please?’…’Hey mom!This is nice! Look!’…Conversations of all sorts took place on the boardwalk. I loved it. The fact that everyone was in their own world but yet we were all together at the wooden walkway made me happy to be there.

The sweet smell of the funnel cake was tempting as I walked past the mini restaurant. The boardwalk had so many stores. It was flooded with people chatting, music blasting, and stores upon stores with clothes, shoes, odd pets, and knick-knack items.My favorite part of the boardwalk was the arcades.

I had always won at least a teddy bear or little trinket. The arcades were always lively and upbeat, with the latest music playing. The boardwalk was like a party all its own.Late at night, when the skies darkened and it became cool, it was even more peaceful. The fresh sea air from the shore was serene. The waves moved back and forth. It was just great to be there, even though it ended too soon.When we left on July 6, it saddened me. I missed walking aimlessly on the boardwalk.I finally learned that Atlantic City was the place I wanted to be. I also learned to value the little things such as simply being on a boardwalk.It might just be a wooden walkway to some, but it was a walkway to happiness and relaxation for me. It was my boardwalk.