Personal Narrative-My Trip To Boston

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Crack! The sound of the baseball hitting the bat and the sound of fans cheering the Red Sox on Sunday Night Baseball are wonderful sounds at a ball game. The smell of Popcorn and Cracker Jacks fills the air of Fenway Park. This is all great at any baseball game, but it’s most enjoyed when you're with a person you love. This all happened when I went on a trip to Boston, Massachusetts with my dad for his birthday. This experience started in Spotsylvania,Virginia where we were giving my dad his birthday presents. My family, Mom, Regan, Kaitlyn, Dad, and I, were all sitting at the dinner table where we were waiting for my dad to open his last present. Sometimes I don’t know what my mom gave my dad, but little did I know that this was just …show more content…
We were off to the airport. We flew out of Dulles Airport and got on the U.S. Airways airplane. I got the aisle seat and my dad got the seat right next to me. The trip to Boston was a good hour and a half. The plane was delayed an extra thirty minutes because it was raining like a hurricane in Boston. When the plane finally alighted to the ground, I took off the plane like a bullet. I was so excited! We got our luggage and had to get to our hotel because the game was that night! We got into a taxi and he drove us to our hotel, The Doubletree. Our room was amazing! I got a bed to myself! Once we had unpacked, we walked through the heart of beautiful “Beantown.” It was so gorgeous even though it was raining. We walked into the Quincy Market and grabbed a sub. After eating, we looked around the mall. We ran around the corner and saw Fenway Park! Home of the Boston Red Sox! I was so excited to check it …show more content…
Before the game, I participated in a Boston tradition. Whenever you are in right field at Fenway Park, you have the chance to sign your name on the “Pesky Pole.” Dad and I signed each of our names on the pole just before the game. Finally, it was time. The Red Sox sprinted on to the field and got ready to play! I was hoping there would be a fight, but that didn’t happen. The game went back and forth with each team grabbing the lead. It was a long game and finally at one o’clock in the morning my dad had us go back to the hotel and finish watching the game there. When we got settled down at the hotel, we watched the rest of the game. The Red Sox won the game in ten innings! I was so excited that the Red Sox won. It put a great end to this fantastic trip.
The plane ride was shorter than expected because the weather was great. When we got home, our family was waiting for us. They gave us hugs and kisses and asked how our trip was. Of course, the answer was “GREAT!” When we got back, all I wanted was a home-cooked meal. I got that wish and after that, all I wanted to do was thank everyone for doing this for us.
Reflecting on this trip, one thing stuck in my mind, that billboard. That billboard inspired me to do more than just play baseball. It inspired me to help others before helping yourself. I have tried to do this ever since I got back from the trip, and I

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