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It was about mid December of 2007,it was a very cold day, but sunny. I went on a family trip with my boyfriends’ family. This meant so much to me because my family never goes on family trips, so spending time with another family that it’s not mine was like warmth in my heart. We rode up in a van and a pick up truck, the van was pack with his mom, aunt, two cousins, my boyfriend and I. The pick up truck only had my boyfriends’ dad and brother. On the way up to the mountains was lovely, we were laughing, screaming, singing and challenging each other with the tongue twisters: Sally sales sea shells, the Peter Piper picked and many more. All of the sudden you see the pick up truck stop in front of us, it was my boyfriends’ brother that ran out of the truck grabbed an orange cone, hurries back in the truck and floors it. We just looked at each other and cracked up for hours. When we finally got to the cabin everyone scattered like ants coming out of an anthill when you step on it. It was my first time there, next to cabin there was a beautiful creek, there was trails for dirt bikes or four wheelers, raspberry plants and little orange geckos. Everyone was so excited to get there because some people came straight from work. So the first thing that “ Dad” did was turn on the water heater so we could have nice hot showers after a long day of work. He comes out and makes everyone to listen to the big announcement. “The water heater doesn’t work because the pipes are frozen” So everyone is like “Oh great we’re going to go without showers all week” and “Dad” says “ No! We can bathe in the creek” And that’s what we ended up doing, taking buckets down, filling them with water, heating it and bathing. I guess it worked out all right, but there was something else that wasn’t working, the OUTHOUSE! That out house was so full that when we slept we could smell it, some people were nauseous from it. But at least there was something that did work: the beds, there were enough beds for all of us and food “Aunt Wendy” made breakfast and “Mom” made dinner. After five days at the mountains it was time to go home, “Dad” was working on that water heater for all 5 days that we were up there. When we’re all packed and ready to go “Dad” says “ The water heater works!” We looked at each other and ignored him. Anyone can say that this trip was very fun but interesting trip; I learned that no matter what happens, there’s always a solution to the problem. Just because a water heater doesn’t work, it doesn’t mean that one can’t get a nice hot shower. So this made me realize that just because I don’t have the money to go to college, doesn’t mean that I wont go. Nothing is going to stop me from going so if could get your help it would be greatly appreciated but if not still had fun telling you the story about a lovely but interesting trip.