The trip that almost didn’t happen

When my aunt offered to pay for me to come home for Spring Break I knew I was gonna come and I hoped to bring my friend with me. Last week though, my car started acting weird so I took it in and after 900 dollars, got it back. We were packed and ready to go on Friday.

I was driving to pick up Laura when the problems I had before with my car started up again.

I was devastated and angry. I took the car in again and demanded they fix it right this time…They had until break was over but now how would I get down south? I was certain that I wouldn’t get to go. Laura offered her car, saying it wouldn’t be as comfy since her car was tiny but it was reliable. Trip was back on!

So we finally left, at noon on Saturday.

We had 18 hours ahead of us and a wish that our friendship would last that long in a tiny car.

We drove through Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas and Louisiana before making it to Mississippi and we were both ready for bed when we pulled into my aunts driveway.

Laura was excited for one major thing. The ocean. She had never seen it and was ready to run when we got to the beach.

The week passed too quickly, but we had lots fun drinking and goofing around the coast.

On our last day we went to New Orleans and had a long busy (drunk) day before hitting the road. New Orleans is my favorite city on earth and we soaked in as much as we could before leaving.

we left Saturday and after another 18 hours we finally got home. With lots of memories and a stronger friendship in tow. At least I hope so.