Personal Narrative: A Personal Experience On The Beach

It was the last day of summer vacation and I found myself on the docks of Point Pleasant preparing to board the Norma Kay III for a morning fishing excursion. The air smelled of salt as I helped my dad and grandfather unload our cooler and equipment out of the back of the car. As I looked out on the gray ocean in the early morning light the upcoming day looked promising. I had never gone deep sea fishing before, and my mind was filled with images of me hauling in flounder after flounder and having the time of my life. I could not have been more wrong. I should have been alerted when a mate came around recommending passengers take their Dramamine because there were going to be some pretty rough seas. However, much to my eventual regret, I dismissed …show more content…
I felt humiliated at having ruined my family trip. However, soon more people started getting seasick, and even the guy next to me got ill and disappeared for a while. Although dad, brother, and grandfather each caught one fish, my brother caught the only fish we could keep to eat. Eventually, my dad and brother fell ill as well, although neither of them was as sick as me. This made me feel a little better, seeing as misery loves company. After four hours of torturous seasickness, our trip came to an end and we returned to our car.
By the time we got to the car, everyone was feeling better. And by the time we got back on the Parkway to head home, we were all hungry for the lunches we packed. My dad stopped at the first rest stop where we opened up the cooler and finally had something to eat. Looking back now, I am glad I was able to move on from this embarrassing experience. We all look back and have a good laugh about the trip, despite the seasickness. My brother will occasionally bring it up saying, “Remember that time you puked on our boating trip? It was kind of like that time when you puked on a