Traveling is always a beautiful and wonderful experience. I have traveled to Nevada, Oregon, Colorado, and Alaska. My first time to Alaska was in the summer of 2004, and it was an enchanting experience. It was the first time I ever saw the magnificent Bald eagle in the wild. Seven if them I saw. They were hanging out in trees, and resting themselves on telephone poles. This essay is not about my first travel to Alaska, but my second travel. I went with a group of family and friends on the second trip. It was a fun adventure, and the highlight of it all was that I got to fly.
It was early in the morning in the sweetness of July in the California summer of 2008. I was tired, but excited to be leaving to the San Diego Airport for our flight to Seattle Washington, where we would take off on a cruise into the Alaskan beauty. Seattle was an amazing city. I had only been there once before, and that was in an airport. The second time I was more engrossed in the sights of the city, Outside the city of Seattle were fields of grass with pine trees spread across. Entering the city the trees disappeared and the city sprang to life with myriads of drivers, some who never knew how to drive, which is what you find in every state of America.
Then we found the pier. That was where Princess cruise line was assembled, and that was the ship I would be staying in. Once I got passed all the security checks I entered the main hall of the ship with my family. Beauty surrounded us. Red carpets flourished the floor, and etched glass windowpanes accented the gold elevators. A man showed us to our rooms, and I stayed with my Grandma Pat. We had the biggest room, besides my Grandma Joan’s room.
The first time in the dining room was all right. The food wasn’t to excellent, but it was sufficient. Upon leaving the dining room with my family I noticed a string quartet playing in the entry hall. I wanted to stay to here the magnificence of their mastery, but we had to move along. Later, actually, during the trip I watched their performance. Since they played everyday at five I saw them, and clapped for them, I was always the first one to clap. I became their biggest fan.
The first trip out on port was kayaking. I was with my brother, and cousins in Juneau. The trip was fun, but I will never kayak with my brother again. I went horseback riding in Skagway with my cousin Corrine, that was enjoyable. But the most exciting event was in Ketchikan. I went zip lining with my father and brother. It feels like flying, I would zip line all the time if I could. When we got there we walked a bit through the Alaskan rainforest, for that is what the Alaskan forest is, a rainforest. Then we got our gear, and the guides took us up some stairs to get to the zip lines. The stairs were in a tower and connected to a tree across the way by steel wiring. It was quite a distance from one point to another. I was second to go after my father. I had butterflies in my stomach. I latched the safety hook onto the wiring the stepped off, and I took off flying. The wind rushed my face, and trees flew by. If only men were granted wings, then I would fly everyday.
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