Ahh...Memories

Perhaps traveling serves more purposes than to get away from one’s everyday life. Traveling makes many memories that will never be forgotten. It was spring break of 2008, and I went with some of my friends to stay in a great beach-house off of the coast of Gulf of Mexico in Destin, Florida. The incredible house had many levels, but the best out of all was the bottom, basement level. This level was the teenager’s lair for the week. With the door to the pool and hot tub area in our room, we spend many hours of the night outside in the water. Of all the memories made on that trip, the best is when we went go-cart racing. Alex Seat followed closely behind me, prepared to take any chance he found to leave me behind. Eventually, Alex soared past me. Out of excitement and boasting, he turned his head to see if I was close behind him. He did not realize another cart was spun out in front of him until he drilled the side with full force. On the verge of crying from laughter, I happily sped by him and left him T-boned with the other cart, where he could not move. Alex finished with last place in the race and ranks of self-esteem. Memories from spring break 2008 will never forgo me.