Personal Narrative: San Diego
Back in the summer of 2013 my family was deciding on what vacation we should go on. It took us until July to finally decide where we wanted to go and we chose San Diego. At the time I didn’t know where San Diego was and frankly I thought we were going to Florida. When we got in the car and started to drive I was very confused on the fact we were not going to an airport. On the eight hour car ride there it took my family around an hour and a half to explain that we were not going to Florida. During the car trip the temperature outside got increasingly hotter as we drove away from our hometown. When we would look out the window of our car we would occasionally see a beautiful beach with hot, white sand and blue water, but most of the time we