Here we are, packing in the nice, warm, mellow sun. The sweet-scented flowers of May are blooming. The huge amount of supplies goes into the back of our big, white van. Everyone’s face has a sincerely eager smile. I look at my mom’s smile, and I can swear that it’s as open as a crocodile’s. We’re taking a family trip down to Florida.
All of us hop into the big, white van. “We’re going to Florida” is just about the only thing I can hear anyone saying for the whole trip.
The trip is going to take forever! The van is all cramped and sweaty. I’m tossing and turning all the time. The trip is going to take all day, all night, and then some!
For now, I’m stuck in a seat with my little sister named Alexis. She has dark, dark blonde hair (you could easily confuse it with brown) and blue eyes. She’s five years old, almost six. I’m really annoyed that she gets as much space on the light brown seats of the van, and I’m almost one and one half times larger than her.
“Move over!” is what we constantly say.
“No, you move.”
“No, you move!”
I fall asleep around when we reach around the South Carolina point.
When I awake the next morning, rays of sunlight are just entering the window of our van. The sun is rising, and is colored a pale yellow.
I ask my parents, “Are we there yet?”
They reply, “Almost, Buddy.”
At last, we’re in Florida! But, before the fun can start, we have to do some other stuff. We have to take my grandfather to our relatives in Miami. So, we now have to drive 4 hours from Orlando to Miami cramped up in the white van.
When we finally get to Florida, it’s over 100 degrees out! We go into our relatives’ living space (it’s either a condo or an apartment). We decide to have lunch at a local restaurant.
However, our fun is cut short. Our van broke down! Now we’re standing out in the blazing, sweltering heat in the high, high, horrible humidity. Sweat is dripping off everyone like a waterfall.
The van is finally fixed, and we can finally avoid the sweltering heat in the comfort of air conditioning. We can finally head back to our hotel in Florida. We set off in our fan and I shortly fall asleep.
I awake a few hours later confused. “Is it Tuesday already?” I ask.
“No Buddy, it’s still Monday,” replies my mom.
At last, we’re in our hotel ready to relax. We decide what parks we are going to go to.
Well, now that the next day has come, we decide just to go to Gator Land. There were some really big reptiles there. I thought it was really cool. All of us spent the rest of the day walking around looking at reptiles and other animals.
Spencer, one of my younger brothers, volunteers to hold a parrot. The parrot is red and white with a kind of brushed back head. However, when Spencer holds him, the parrot bites him! This moment is something that I’m going to remember.
The trip to Gator Land was very fun. We head back to the hotel and get ready for the next day in Florida.