Life's an Adventure and I Have My Ticket | My Family Travels
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 9 hours is a long car ride. Especially when you have 2 kids in the backseat giggling and laughing and singing and raping. Well, if you look at it like said kids in the backseat, then it was a lot more then 9 hours. More like 9 hours of food, games, singing contests, and who could win a re-done version of Miss America. (Which consisted of 2 boys and 2 girls) The ride itself was worth it. Where we were going was worth the train ride, the packing, and the terrible rapping. We were going to Hyannis. More specifically, Cape Cod. My Nana and Papa, who were with us, had a summer home up there and invited my cousin and I to come stay up north. Before our long car ride, we stopped at DC to explore. We went to Georgetown cupcakes (On TLC) Smithsonain, White House, Lincon Memorial, and Vietnam Memorial. While we were there, we noticed the reflecting pond was being dug up! This was weird to me, since I couldn’t wrap around the idea that you could dig up a pond. Apparently the plumbing needed some work. At one point, if we crossed the street we would have been right in front of the President! Unfortionatly I said we shouldn’t cross the street at that moment, because I didn’t want to get hit by a truck. But if my grandparents ignored me and crossed anyway, we would have been right in front of the president. First trip to DC and I end up in front of the President!? That would have been cool. After spending the night in a hotel, our long car ride began.Our car ride was worth it because I would be doing things like, the harbour, 4 sea’s ice cream, Main Street, and more! One day I went up into Boston and explored there, too! I went to the Pru, Fanuiell Hall, Quincy Marketplace, Freedom Trail, Tadpole Pond, Paul Reveres house, and the North Side for Italion food. And I also made a note to go to the Hard Rock café, Boston Commons, and a duck & swan boat ride. Not only did I see family during my trip, but I began to look at the world differently. Coming from the south, where people live in camo, and hunt like it should be an Olympic sport, the north is a culture shocker! Up north, people don't hunt (not that I saw anyway) people don't wear camo, and what matters to them is sports and politics. After the Bruins won, that was the main topic, that was all you heard about. Down south really what you hear is how many bucks so-and-so killed. But I am not your country girl, to me this was awesome. Everything people did up here fascinated  me. Now I know I must sound like someone from some different planet but listen. Down south people ate fried chicken, drank sweet tea, blared 10 different types of country stations out of there cars, and bragged about what gun they have and the difference between other guns. Up north you rarely hear country, and if you do change the channel, you hunt in video games, and drink things like, pop, tonic, and bubbly. This trip made me realize that there is more in this world then what I thought. That the world doesn't revolve around camo (Thank goodness!) and hunting. My trip up north made me realize that wherever you go, you will learn something different. I may be a country girl, but I have a city heart.  

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