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On May 30, 2007 my family and I left for the Dubuque Airport to go on a family vacation to Houston, Texas. We were going partly because my brother, Evan, was leaving for college in the fall and also because my uncle lives down there. When we arrived at the airport I was a little apprehensive about how security was going to be and I also didn’t want the metal detector to beep when I went through because of my braces. To my surprise security wasn’t that bad and the fact that I didn’t make the metal detector beep was a plus. After a thirty-five minute flight to Chicago we boarded our plane for Houston, and after a two hour and forty-five minute nap we were in Texas. We retrieved our bags, and to our surprise they were all there. My uncle chauffeured us to his house. My uncle lives in a place called El Lago, which translates into the “The Lake”. And yes there is a lake across the street from his house.
The majority of our stay was spent around the pool at my uncle’s house. I of course was bathed in sun screen. We also did some shopping and had really delicious food (Craw-Daddies yum!). The next day we went jet-skiing on the lake and had a tremendous time. Before I knew it our trip was over, and I was not looking forward to going home because I had to go back to school for two more days of finals. Originally we were supposed to have been finished with school but we had a few snow days, that’s Iowa for you. Theoretically our flights were to allow us to arrive home between 5:00 and 6:00 P.M. on Sunday. Well that didn’t happen!
When we got to the airport our flight was delayed because of looming thunderstorms. We were stuck there a few hours and by then I was becoming irritated because I had a math final the next day and I needed to study. Hours later we landed in Chicago, missing our connecting flight to Dubuque because of the “thunderstorms”. Pretty sure no one got wet if you know what I mean. They put us on standby for a flight to Cedar Rapids and there was only one seat available. So my parents put me on it, I should point out they weren’t sending me alone, my dentist and wife were also on the plane and offered to give me a ride to my aunt’s house. I boarded the plane scared to death because even though I was sixteen I’d never flown on a plane without my MOMMY. Once my dentist, his wife, and I arrived we piled into their car and rode in an awkward silence until they decided to stop and get food. Not drive through, no, it was a sit-down place and then they decided “I” would like ice cream afterwards. Did they know I had a test? OH YEAH! Finally I made it to my aunt’s house in Cascade and she drove me to my home in Epworth. By the time I arrived home it was close to 10:00 P.M. and I was drained but still had to study. Shortly after I arrived home guess who shows up my parents and brother. Travel can be unpredictable sometimes, but for the most part I had a lot fun in Texas and I will never forget my long journey home. And if you’re wondering yes I did pass my test.