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ESSAY ON MOST MEMORABLE TRIP

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Answered by rakzhana01
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hi mate ,

I remember one trip that I made with my friends. We were living in London and we decided to go to Brighton to spend the day at the beach. We rented a car and while we were driving we had a flat tire and we had to stopped in the middle of the road, basically cause in England there’s no space to park the car in the roads if you have an accident or an inconvenience, and change the tire. We spent a lot of time changing the tire and we arrived late, we expected get there soon to have more time to enjoy a bath in the sea and then go around the city shopping and visiting some places. When we arrived it started to rain and we couldn’t go to the beach so we decided to go around the city, once we were do the shopping we went to have lunch in a pub very closed to the beach, the food was horrible but it was cheap. In the afternoon we went to see the aquarium but there was a very large queue so finally we gave up and we went for a walk and have some drinks. While we were coming back to London, the car stopped again, it was the steam this time so we had to call for a tow truck to retire the car and we had to go to the nearest town in a taxi to find a hotel, when we finally found a hotel, this was fully booked so we had to take another taxi and go to another village where we found a very cheap inn. We stayed there and during the night two of us got sick and we had to go to the hospital, it was caused for the food. The day after we finally arrived at home and three days after we received a fine to give back the car late. I remember it so well cause it was horrible, we couldn’t enjoy the city for the raining, we got a lot of inconveniences with the car, we got sick and we had to pay a fine, many things happened to not forget it.

Answered by shekharanand52
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My Aerial Trip Around the Grand Canyon

My brother, Nick, and I had decided to start with the aerial trip around the canyon. The chopper soon landed at a spot near the bottom of the Colorado River. We weren’t the only ones there. The sides of the canyon were epic. Rocks had been carved out with stories of years of formation and reformation. The chopper took off leaving Nick and I to hike around the sides of the canyon. We made our way through the rocks and stones staying close to the river and using it as a compass to guide. There were so many rocks around and in the river. I picked up small rocks with unique shape for souvenirs as we kept walking.

After an hour of hiking, we grew tired and decided to stop for a break and have a bite or eat. We each had our own snacks, so we settled on a rock to eat. Suddenly, I felt something wet fall on me. Then another and another, it was raining! We got up and started rushing back. Crack! “What was that?” I asked. “I don’t know,” Nick answered. We put it out of our minds and kept running. Crack! “Did you hear…?” Crack! Crack! There was nothing to explain the sounds around us. Then we looked up, there was a mass of rocks coming down. Boulders were coming loose and joining in the flow. We had to run! No, we had to get out of the way! We ran away from the river. I had to get out of the way of the falling rocks and the water rushing down. The rain kept on pouring into the Canyon and we were getting cold. Then I remembered how the Native Americans had survived. “We are supposed to find a cave we cover or shelter, as we wait for the rain to stop,” I said. Nick nodded in agreement and after a brief search, we found one.

It was warm inside, not at all what I had expected. The walls had a rich texture that spoke volumes. The rocks felt smoother and more welcoming. The sound of the rain was muffled to sounding like a soothing rhythm. We decided to wait for the rain to subside before we went back to the parking site. We had found a sanctuary. We felt safe. I don’t know how long we were in there for. Crack! We heard again. We got up, scared, thinking that the cave was collapsing. Crack! We heard again, but this time it was not as loud as it was before. There were stones! Small stones were being thrown into the cave. We approached the entrance carefully and found another hiker out there throwing stones. The rain had subsided. He led us back to the other hikers. We may have been on the brink of disaster but one thing was for sure, this was the most memorable trip I had ever had!

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