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I had finally risen from a four hour nap, and I was anxious to know our location. “Are we there yet?” I said with aspiration. The next words that said were, “When are we going to eat?” I suddenly realized that I had not eaten anything all day. My family and I departed at four o’clock am on April 23, 2009 to our dream destination. We were traveling to an oasis that surpasses all others, to a magical kingdom sitting upon a plateau, to one of the five wonders of the world. We were traveling to Orlando, Florida. Surely, many people may not consider Florida to be as phenomenal as I have described it, but to me it was a vacation of a life time. I live in a small town in Arkansas, and I am rarely afforded the opportunity to travel beyond a one hundred mile radius. From my perspective traveling to Florida weighed the equivalence of vacationing in China.

Upon arriving to Tallahassee, Florida we decided to get a hotel room and resume our travel the next day. The sun illuminated my face the next morning as I motioned for my parents to quickly get dressed and check out of the hotel room so that we could arrive in Orlando at a reasonable time. I was prepared to have a wonderful day, however, my plans were soon obliterated.

I vividly remember the scenes that took place after our departure from Tallahassee, Florida. I was listening to the radio when suddenly the program was interrupted by a tragic announcement; Michael Jackson was being rushed to the hospital. Approximately thirty minutes later it was confirmed that the great king of pop music had passed. Throughout the rest of my vacation I was forced to listen to every song that Michael Jackson had ever created. The amount of coverage that surrounded Michael’s death was astonishing. I never imagined that the death of one man would cause such an imbalance in society. I even found myself being with suppressed with grief, and I rarely even listened to his music. A gloomy feeling lingered throughout the car, but I was determined to not let this incident interfere with the fulfillment of my trip. It was then that I realized that unexpected things happen throughout daily life, but you cannot allow certain obstacles in the road keep you from reaching your final destination. Every day should be lived like it is your last one. And every experience should be treated as a once in a life time opportunity.

 I made sure that I had a wonderful time on my trip. When I went to Universal Studios I eliminated all of my fears and rode intense roller coasters such as the Hulk and Dragon Challenge. I even participated in doing the human sling shot. To my surprise and my parent’s disapproval I embarked on shopping for two days straight. I also attempted to learn how to swim at the Movieland Hotel which was directly across from Wet and Wild. In addition, I had the best Kentucky Fried Chicken in the world.

My stay in Orlando soon came to an end. On my way back home, I fell asleep listening to Michael Jackson’s hit song Billie Jean. When I awakened my first words were, “Are we there yet?”

I had finally risen from a four hour nap, and I was anxious to know our location. “Are we there yet?” I said with aspiration. The next words that said were, “When are we going to eat?” I suddenly realized that I had not eaten anything all day. My family and I departed at four o’clock am on April 23, 2009 to our dream destination. We were traveling to an oasis that surpasses all others, to a magical kingdom sitting upon a plateau, to one of the five wonders of the world. We were traveling to Orlando, Florida. Surely, many people may not consider Florida to be as phenomenal as I have described it, but to me it was a vacation of a life time. I live in a small town in Arkansas, and I am rarely afforded the opportunity to travel beyond a one hundred mile radius. From my perspective traveling to Florida weighed the equivalence of vacationing in China.

 Upon arriving to Tallahassee, Florida we decided to get a hotel room and resume our travel the next day. The sun illuminated my face the next morning as I motioned for my parents to quickly get dressed and check out of the hotel room so that we could arrive in Orlando at a reasonable time. I was prepared to have a wonderful day, however, my plans were soon obliterated.

I vividly remember the scenes that took place after our departure from Tallahassee, Florida. I was listening to the radio when suddenly the program was interrupted by a tragic announcement; Michael Jackson was being rushed to the hospital. Approximately thirty minutes later it was confirmed that the great king of pop music had passed. Throughout the rest of my vacation I was forced to listen to every song that Michael Jackson had ever created. The amount of coverage that surrounded Michael’s death was astonishing. I never imagined that the death of one man would cause such an imbalance in society. I even found myself being with suppressed with grief, and I rarely even listened to his music. A gloomy feeling lingered throughout the car, but I was determined to not let this incident interfere with the fulfillment of my trip. It was then that I realized that unexpected things happen throughout daily life, but you cannot allow certain obstacles in the road keep you from reaching your final destination. Every day should be lived like it is your last one. And every experience should be treated as a once in a life time opportunity.

 I made sure that I had a wonderful time on my trip. When I went to Universal Studios I eliminated all of my fears and rode intense roller coasters such as the Hulk and Dragon Challenge. I even participated in doing the human sling shot. To my surprise and my parent’s disapproval I embarked on shopping for two days straight. I also attempted to learn how to swim at the Movieland Hotel which was directly across from Wet and Wild. In addition, I had the best Kentucky Fried Chicken in the world.

My stay in Orlando soon came to an end. On my way back home, I fell asleep listening to Michael Jackson’s hit song Billie Jean. When I awakened my first words were, “Are we there yet?”

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