Sunday, May 22, 2011

Essay

This was an essay I had to write about my favorite vacation spot last year...enjoy it ya'll....

My absolute favorite place to travel is Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. My family moved from there before eighth grade so I have many memories from there. In my earlier years, we lived in Hoover, Alabama. It is was April of 2004 when my dad transferred, so I don't remember it nearly as much. There are visits to Pittsburgh around four times throughout the year. We have already been there once this year, and a second trip is planned for this weekend. Sometimes visits are just to see our friends, but other times there are specific purposes. A couple times we've gone for graduation parties, or in this weekend's case, it is my best friend's Sweet Sixteen.

My family visited over winter break this year for New Year's and just to see everyone. At every visit I stay at my friend's house. This house is basically my home away from home. My other two best friends, Kelsey and Ciara, surprised me when I arrived. They had told me earlier that they had a softball tournament, so I was shocked to see them there. We hugged and jumped in the air for a while, but then we went back to our old ways (goofing off and eating a lot of food). I stay at Jackie's house every visit. Jackie has a pool and a basketball court in her backyard; many summer hours are spent there. However, the pool is not used during the winter because too cold to be outside in the winter when you live in Pittsburgh.

Most of the sound during the time that I visit Pittsburgh is laughter. My friends and I laugh a lot. We laugh at pretty much anything because most of our time together is so much fun and hilarious. On that particular trip, I stayed in Jackie's house the entire game and we played our favorite game, Scattergories. That and a 3-D puzzle were about all that was seen during the trip. Her parents are practically my parents, and like my parents, they are amazing cooks. Jackie's dad once attempted to eat more ribs than me, but sadly for him, I defeated him with ease.

Every visit is an adventure; however, this up-coming trip will probably top any other trip. Jackie does not know that I am coming, and for her Sweet Sixteen, her parents us and a couple other of her friends on a private jet to New York City. A limo will be there to pick us up and give us a tour of the city. And when we fly back to Pittsburgh later that night, there is going to be a formal dance with around eighty people. At the dance, there will be a dinner kind of like one wedding would have. After that, it will pretty much just be a party till three or so. Then there will be a sleepover with Jackie's closest friends in a pent house suite. It will definitely be a memorable visit to say the least.

Everything about Pittsburgh makes me happy: my friends, the crazy things that happen, and just being back to the place I love the most. Everyone has that one place that they can just go to and relax. Pittsburgh is that place for me. Every trip is crazy and hectic, but that is the best part. There is never a dull moment, and when I go there, I become myself. My friends here probably do not know this, but I am a different person around them. It was not meant to happen, but it did. When the four of us are back together in Pittsburgh, I am not an "awkward" person so to speak. Moving has changed me, but when we visit, I naturally go back to that psychotic, hyper, crazy person. Pittsburgh is basically the only place that I want to be, and I think my brothers feel that way too. Leaving when we were all in out teen years made it really hard. Those few weekends that we get to see everyone are normally the highlights of that year for us. The weather is not great in any such way, but it is hard to tell when you are in the place you love the most in the world. Hands down, my vacation spot is Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

.......as you guys are reading this i know what you are thinking...1: i should reconsider a writing major because this sucks and 2: LIES it is full of lies, i was a terrible person and i am sorry...just go with it though

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