Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Diagnostic Essay - My Favorite Place

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8/30/2009
My Favorite Place


I just got married a month ago, and with the natural progression of things we decided to go to the Bahamas for our honeymoon. We had never really been on a vacation together, except for the times where we would visit our families and such. With all the wedding planning and all the other work that is involved in walking down the aisle both Becky and I were more than ready to escape the stresses and work that are our lives in Virginia Beach entailed. So off we went on the adventure of a lifetime.


Friday morning came quick as we moved quickly through our house trying to remember any last minute details. Passports check, wallet check, money check, ipod check, all our ducks seemed to be in a row. We needed to drive to Dulles International Airport in northern Virginia because that is where we found cheap tickets. After a ride that seemed like it took four days we finally made it to the hotel we were going to stay at awaiting our flight the next morning. After a few drinks we were ready to hit the sack, both of us anxious to get out town for a week. Amazingly enough, checkout was nice and smooth, we were on our way. Once we were on the plane we both thought “one more quick stop in Charlotte, NC and Bahamas here we come.” Once we touched ground in Charlotte it was a long walk all the way across the airport to our attaching flight to Freeport, Grand Bahama. As we neared the beautiful island we were greeted with amazing views of the huge mangroves that surround the north end of the island. Landing at the airport made us realize where we were and where we came from. The airport was no bigger than a local Wal-mart. Customs was a breeze, straight to the Duty Free liquor store we went for a couple bottles of Bahamian Rum. The taxi ride to our resort was quick and painless. Check in was a little timely but I decided nothing was going to get me down no matter what. We got into our room which was spacious with its own full kitchen and a balcony with a beautiful view of both the pool and the gorgeous Caribbean Sea. Sun, sand, water, and drinks were all on the menu for us for the next week. We would wake up every morning and take a dip in the crystal clear waters. We did everything from snorkeling on Deadman’s Reef where we were surrounded by swarms of beautiful tropical fish of all shapes and sizes, to dinner and drinks at a place made up of wooden pallets and liquor. We have both never been so relaxed in our entire lives. We did not want to go home, and if it weren’t for our dog we might not have. Unfortunately it was time for us to head home. We reversed our travels and headed to Charlotte with a connecting flight to Virginia. The drive back home was surprisingly quiet, letting the weeks events resonate in our minds. We were on cloud nine.

As they say “all good things must come to an end”, we pulled into our driveway. Thinking back though I don’t think anything is coming to and end, I have an amazing wife and memories of the best vacation of a lifetime and those memories will never come to and end. We came, we saw, we conquered! It was finally time to get back to reality though being my English 111 class started tomorrow.