M is for March break

"A week in Dominican Republic", my Dad finally decided after a lot of thinking. I honestly had no idea where this place was, so I had no idea what expect! I wasn't to excited, seeing as we weren't going with any friends or anything. But I had no clue that this was going to be the best holiday of my life!


Because are flight was at like 5:30 am, we stayed in a hotel in Toronto right next to the air port to save us from having to get up at 1:30 am. But still, we had to get up pretty early.


"Get up Georgia, we're going to miss are flight!". screamed my Dad as he was walking out the door. And then, after 2 hours of waiting in the air port, and a 4 hour flight, we were finally there.



When we landed, the very first thing I noticed was the airport! OMG I thought, as I took my fist look. The air port was made out of palm tree's and wood, and the people there were very nice. They greeted us by taking pictures with us and welcoming us. I knew I was going to a tropical country, but I never imagined it to be this great! We then took a bus to are hotel. When I was traveling along the bumpy road, with the music in the back ground, I noticed the real life of these places. Houses made from palm tree leafs, kids with no clothes on running down the street. It made me realize how lucky I was to be me.



After about 40 minutes in the bus, we arrived at our hotel. First things first, beach and pool! That's when I knew that this was going to be the best holiday of my life! The worm blue ocean, the golden sand, and the huge pool was enough to get my attached to this place! The worst part about it was that I got pretty badly burnt...on the fist day.



But the BEST part about this whole trip was the people I met. I met so many amazing friends that I know that 'm going to keep for a really long time. So when I left, I obviously cried.



Life lesson: The holiday might be over, but the memories will stay for ever.

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