I was very recently scolded for not properly updating on recent events and experiences. After all what is the point of this thing if I do not…
The past three weeks have been full of a variety of experiences, some new, some first and others possibly lasts. While on a family vacation, I went west of the Mississippi River for the first time and traveled through six states previously never seen. On vacation I saw the expansive vistas of Wyoming, two of my cousins reported to their posts in the Gaza Strip and in Southern Lebanon, I went on a 12 mile hike through the mountains and it became more complicated to fly between the U.S. and Britain due to a foiled terrorist plot. Upon returning from out west I spent two nights and one day at home before promptly returning to the car for a arduous drive south to Florida, making a layover in Tennessee.
The two-week family vacation was a great get away from the stresses of everyday life, but also brought a few stresses of its own. Camping with one’s family does get tiring by day 10, smelling of campfire and waking up in 34 degree weather is also not all that enjoyable. I was in awe as we traveled through Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons though. The wildlife and nature virtually untouched by people is amazing. The Grand Tetons were beautiful and provided a gorgeous panoramic view as the family and I hiked around a lake at their base.
In Florida I visited my Father’s side of the family, the majority of which I had not seen for five years. The banter and sarcastic remarks begun upon arrival. The usual comments were made about how I looked like my father and how I responded like him (sarcastically).
The last three hours of the car journey home were painful, literally and figuratively. Board out of my mind and feeling the effects of a chugged sprite I wined and complained the whole of the last 150 miles, much to my sister’s and mother’s pleasure no doubt. Now that I am home for the night I have little desire to unpack yet again and then repack. My newly engaged roomie from school and I are heading back to GR for the remainder of the weekend tomorrow morning. At this point I dread getting into a car again, but I long to see the friends and familiar surroundings that I will not be joining this fall. As I ran errands tonight I realized it was probably the last time I would be driving “my” car. As one of my sisters is leaving for school herself Sunday before I return, tonight is the last time I will see her until next summer. This will be my last trip for quite some time to GR and the school I have called home for the past four years. With my tickets for London sitting on my dresser my future seems to slowly be lining up. Details have still to be worked out, but seem to be within sight.
The past three weeks have been full of a variety of experiences, some new, some first and others possibly lasts. While on a family vacation, I went west of the Mississippi River for the first time and traveled through six states previously never seen. On vacation I saw the expansive vistas of Wyoming, two of my cousins reported to their posts in the Gaza Strip and in Southern Lebanon, I went on a 12 mile hike through the mountains and it became more complicated to fly between the U.S. and Britain due to a foiled terrorist plot. Upon returning from out west I spent two nights and one day at home before promptly returning to the car for a arduous drive south to Florida, making a layover in Tennessee.
The two-week family vacation was a great get away from the stresses of everyday life, but also brought a few stresses of its own. Camping with one’s family does get tiring by day 10, smelling of campfire and waking up in 34 degree weather is also not all that enjoyable. I was in awe as we traveled through Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons though. The wildlife and nature virtually untouched by people is amazing. The Grand Tetons were beautiful and provided a gorgeous panoramic view as the family and I hiked around a lake at their base.
In Florida I visited my Father’s side of the family, the majority of which I had not seen for five years. The banter and sarcastic remarks begun upon arrival. The usual comments were made about how I looked like my father and how I responded like him (sarcastically).
The last three hours of the car journey home were painful, literally and figuratively. Board out of my mind and feeling the effects of a chugged sprite I wined and complained the whole of the last 150 miles, much to my sister’s and mother’s pleasure no doubt. Now that I am home for the night I have little desire to unpack yet again and then repack. My newly engaged roomie from school and I are heading back to GR for the remainder of the weekend tomorrow morning. At this point I dread getting into a car again, but I long to see the friends and familiar surroundings that I will not be joining this fall. As I ran errands tonight I realized it was probably the last time I would be driving “my” car. As one of my sisters is leaving for school herself Sunday before I return, tonight is the last time I will see her until next summer. This will be my last trip for quite some time to GR and the school I have called home for the past four years. With my tickets for London sitting on my dresser my future seems to slowly be lining up. Details have still to be worked out, but seem to be within sight.
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