Personal Narrative: The Dominican Republic

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The Dominican Republic
In October of 2016 I went on an amazing vacation to the Dominican Republic. We were going with my Dad’s side of the family so there there 14 people that went including my Grandma Neicy, Papa Kelly, Aunts Kiley and Annika, Uncle Aaron, Chris, my cousins Charley, Marley, and Bowen, and of course my Mum, Dad, brother Cade, and sister Keira. We started the trip with a whole day of traveling, kicking it off at 6:30 am. We went to Atlanta as our connecting flight, then we were finally on our way to the D.R. Of course most of the plane ride from the US to the Dominican was mostly over water, so there wasn’t much of a view. When we were finally flying over the tiny island the whole plane was buzzing with excitement. This was

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