In June of 2007, my family and I decided to visit my mother’s parents and family in Bellingham, Washington. We began our trip at five o’clock in the morning. We drove from Van Buren, Arkansas, over through Webbers Falls, Oklahoma, up to Kansas City, Kansas, and drove all the way across Kansas until we reached my mother’s brother’s house in Denver, Colorado. We stayed in Denver for a few days visiting with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. Finally, we were on the road again at five thirty in the morning. My mom drove us through Wyoming and up through Montana. While we were in Montana, we stopped and saw the Little Big Horn Battle Field Reservation. We were able to go and drive through the battle field where George Custer made his mistake of not having a plan and just attacking the Indians on their land. It was amazing! There were beautiful wild horses still able to run free on the reservation. Seeing the horses were like something one would see from a movie. We stayed for a little while and then it was on the road again for us. From Montana, we drove through the top portion of Idaho where we went through the mountain passes. It was beautiful, but a bit frightening because of the sides of the road. There were no rails! After passing through Idaho, we were finally in Washington. From the border of Washington and Idaho it was about six hours and forty five minutes to Bellingham, Washington. We arrived at my grandparent’s house at about five in the afternoon and they were delighted to see us. We rested for the night and the next day, my grandparents took us to Vancouver, Canada. It was quite a trip up there but it was worth the drive. When my family and I arrived in Vancouver, we noticed there was much Indian architecture to be seen. Totem poles and Indian art gift shops were everywhere. This little town in Vancouver was in the middle of two mountains with a lake and the scenery was amazing. I had went into one of the Indian shops and bought a couple of stone keepsakes and necklaces. Then it was time to leave. I slept on the way back from sleep deprivation from the trip. The next three days was filled with visiting and reconnecting with family. When it was time to go home, I was excited to be going back, but also sad to leave my family. The ride back was anticipating because I wanted to get home and see my other grandparents and friends. When we finally got home, I was exhausted. My mom and dad are planning another trip up there this June and my friend gets to go with me this time. This will be another fun experience for all of us.
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