City girls are usually known to be major girly-girls. They often like to shop, paint their nails, put on makeup, and go out with their girl friends. That is definitely what I consider myself to be, a major girly-girl. Imagine putting an all around girly-girl, like myself, in a small, country town, which is in the middle of nowhere. Well, in my story, that is exactly what happened.
Thanks to Hurricane Katrina, my family was split up. I had family members move all across the country. My Uncle Mike, Aunt Brenna, and my three younger cousins moved all the way to Montana. If that wasn’t bad enough, it was a small western town in Montana called Hamilton. People from Hamilton farm and ride horses for their own personal enjoyment. The average person might also consider that to be amusing, but not me. As I stated earlier, I am a girly-girl.
A year after my family moved to Hamilton, Montana, my mom had the great idea to take a vacation there to visit. I reluctantly went along with the plan, not knowing what to expect, and not knowing whether I would enjoy myself or not. We arrived in Montana on a Monday around eleven thirty at night. My first opinion about Montana was great, that’s only because the first thing I saw there was a nice, big bed. That soon changed the very next morning. My cousin, who was screaming in my ear to get up and get dressed, woke me up. When I asked what for, he replied, “We are going horseback riding!”
I had never ridden a horse before until that very day. Unfortunately, my first impression was not the greatest. The stench was almost unbearable. Not only that, but I have never seen so many flies before in my life. Anyhow, I faced my fears and attempted to ride a two thousand pound horse named Buttercup. Surprisingly, Buttercup ended up being very sweet. We ended up getting along very well. In fact, she actually did change my opinion about horses overall. I had to look past the odor and get to know the animal itself.
The next day, my family decided that they wanted to hike up a mountain. Typically, I was not very enthusiastic about that idea. For your information, most girly-girls do not enjoy hiking either. Once again, I went along with the plan and hiked up an incredibly large mountain. When we were finished, there were two things I wanted: a hot shower and a foot rub. However, I will admit, hiking up that mountain was probably the most breathtaking experience I have ever had. I really got in touch with nature. After all these years, I finally decided that nature is truly extraordinary.
In the end, the vacation truly changed me. Not only did I enjoy spending quality time with my family, but also it made me more appreciative of what I have and what I take for granted. That trip made me open my eyes to experiencing new things. I now have a completely different mindset, I will never again say no to something because of my “girly-girl” qualities. Shockingly, I would absolutely love to visit Montana again.
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