My family and I have always been traveling to our hometown up north. Each summer, we get out of the heated area in 29 palms desert. It is a tremendous relief to get out of the hot desert, and go to our nice hometown where they are loving animals and fresh air which is in Bakersfield. As we drive through the desert, it becomes apparent that our surroundings are filled with dirt, little brown lizards, and hot heat waves. The very few trees appear to be still, and not have any kind of movement due to the fact that there is no sight of wind. There is no sound of chirping birds flying in the light blue sky. Everyone is dying of hotness, and boredom, and there is no one else driving in the hot desert. It is very lonely and quite as we are driving through the bumpy old roads.
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There is more movement and action going on as we pass Palm Springs. As we drive through the birds and a cooling breeze we now know that we are getting closer to our hometown. We see bright yellow, and blue flowers throughout the corner of the perfectly smooth roads of Palm Springs. Suddenly our eyes are widened and anxious. While driving we see red colored birds flying around our car as if they are saying hello, you are almost there. My baby cousin that is only two years old even knows that we are almost there, because of the barns that she sees along with big brown and white horses. Majority of my family knows when we are in our hometown because of the smell of cows and goats. My sister always says, “Yup we are diffidently in our hometown”, because of the farm animal smell. The smell of wet dirt, and farm animals always gives it away. We see a sign that says Bakersfield 1 mile away and everybody sighs of joy, and
There is more movement and action going on as we pass Palm Springs. As we drive through the birds and a cooling breeze we now know that we are getting closer to our hometown. We see bright yellow, and blue flowers throughout the corner of the perfectly smooth roads of Palm Springs. Suddenly our eyes are widened and anxious. While driving we see red colored birds flying around our car as if they are saying hello, you are almost there. My baby cousin that is only two years old even knows that we are almost there, because of the barns that she sees along with big brown and white horses. Majority of my family knows when we are in our hometown because of the smell of cows and goats. My sister always says, “Yup we are diffidently in our hometown”, because of the farm animal smell. The smell of wet dirt, and farm animals always gives it away. We see a sign that says Bakersfield 1 mile away and everybody sighs of joy, and