Personal Narrative: My Vacation To Aruba

During the summer of 2014, my family and I were going on a vacation to Aruba. Aruba is a small island that is located in the Caribbean Sea. Someone who lives on the island told me that it was so small that someone there told me I could ride my bike all the way around the island. When we arrived to Aruba, after a five hour airplane ride, my butt was so numb it hurt to walk. We went outside the airport to rent a large vehicle, and the moment we stepped outside, we were already sweating. We ended up renting a van, and my family and I headed to the hotel. Driving around the island was pretty different from what I would have expected, because the land looked mostly like desert and cacti and I was expecting beaches, palm trees, and not as much heat. The island is about ten miles away from the equator but there is always a cool breeze.

So our families got each other wristbands so that we could all go to each others pools and the lazy river. When you walk outside by the pool you could smell the salty sea water, and the pool has rocks in them that make it look like a mountain with a hot tub at the top of it. It was beautiful! There were stairs up the rocks that led to the hot tubs, and a bridge over one of the pools, a kids pool for the kids who cant swim, and in the middle of the relaxation pool was a bar. In Aruba you had to be eighteen to buy drinks, so my brother and I went to buy drinks often, but the funny thing is that my brother got his ID checked and he was nineteen, but they thought I was over eighteen and I was only