As the only child in my family, my parents try their hardest to keep me safe. My dad especially keeps a watchful eye over his little only; only I’m not little anymore. I just graduated from high school this past May. My best friend and I talked about a trip we would take the summer before college since we were little. The only problem standing in my way was my parents. I have been approached numerous times by other friends inviting me to go on vacation with them and their families. My worry-wart parents would always say, “Shellan, not this time, but maybe next time.” After begging for weeks, they finally let me go.
My best friend (Amanda), my boyfriend (Landon), and some other friends all decided we would take a road trip to c. The drive would take about five and a half hours from our town. We later found out that with five different bladders, our arrival time would be pushed back. Amanda and I had to put up with rock music the whole way. The boys talked about boring television shows and the latest UFC fight. With this group of friends, there’s never a dull moment. Charter brought his Texas Chainsaw Massacre Halloween mask. It’s sort of a tradition to bring the mask on his road trips. We all took turns surprising cars next to us while popping our heads out the window, but not before we got a good scare out of Jones who was sitting in the passenger seat. We came up to a toll booth and Charter, who was driving, put the mask on while he paid the toll. The man was a bit startled at first; then we saw him start laughing. Those people just sit there all day and take money from strangers. We figured we’d spice up his day and give him something to go home and tell his family about. During the drive, Jones ate an apple. Fruit doesn’t always go over well with his digestive system. After one of his evil giggles, we were all rushing to open the windows and get some fresh air. The guys got under my skin at times, but I’ll always remember that drive.
We pulled up to America’s Best Value Inn, which I was so sketchy about. The online reviews called it a walking dump. As teenagers, we got the cheapest hotel in the Sandusky area. Walking up the stairs to our room, I apologized to everyone for the room conditions ahead of time. I was the one that decided what hotel we would stay in. We opened the door slowly. The room wasn’t bad; although, it did have a peculiar odor. Remember, jones wasn’t orginally going with us, so we booked the room for only four people. We had the choice of paying for an extra person or just sneaking him in. He came in the side door minutes later. Another friend, Fiore, came down for a day. Our four person room with one bathroom now squeezed four college guys and two girls.The experience was absolutely amazing. Visiting America’s largest roller coaster park was a dream come true. We did every ride together. I am embarassed to say I shed a few tears of fear on the way down Millennium Force. We all plan on going back next year.
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