I remember back in 7th grade my family took a road trip to Florida. The purpose of going to Florida was to see Disney World and have a fun time ☺. All five of my family members piled into my Dad’s big white Tahoe, and we traveled what seemed like a million miles in order to reach our destination. Our first stop was in Virginia, where we had some lousy pancakes and orange juice with an obscene amount of pulp in it. Next we made it to South Carolina where we stopped at a rest stop. We did not really see any sights while traveling through these states, but I’ll never forget that I was actually in different states. We finally made it to Florida, St. Augustine, a beautiful beach with orange rocky sand. We stayed in a Hotel for a few days, it was breath taking there. We finally made it to Disney world and it was like seeing every theme park ever made all in one. We stayed in the Contemporary building, and we traveled around in the monorail to get from park to park. My favorite ride was the Rockin’ Roller Coaster. The hotel room was a double suite, the bed comforters had a weird blue green and pink pattern on them. The bathrooms were all in white, the counters were marble. The ride home was sad, I knew I wouldn’t be back in Florida for at least a long time.
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