Trip To Hawaii

Have you ever been so nervous you were sweating uncontrollably? The methodical and repetitive whizzing of spherical objects speeding over your head at unimaginable speeds. Then you stand up, not knowing what awaits you. All of a sudden, you look like an eccentric christmas tree on steroids. Or have you ever been so fascinated by the culture around you that you end up walking into a palm tree? If not, Hawaii is the place for you. I had never experienced either of those feelings until I went to Hawaii for the first time. Two days before the start of spring break, the excitement was overwhelming. While we were preparing for career day in sixth grade, I was too excited to pay attention, and I accidentally signed up to listen to a nuclear engineer(boring). When I got home, I packed everything I needed and went to bed an hour early, hoping Hawaii would be here faster if I went to sleep earlier. But I was an idiot and didn’t think about how I was not going to be able to sleep, so I sat in the bed until one o’clock in the morning. Three hours later, it was time to get up and go to the airport. We were on the plane in less than four hours. When we were
But we had nothing else to do, and it was almost dark so we couldn’t swim, so we decided to stay and wait. While we were waiting, my phone died. And as a teenager, if my phone dies, I run out of patience very fast. Then I saw it. The most glorious thing to see while you’re bored. A pamphlet shelf. There were hundreds! Some were for shows, some were for beaches, but the one that caught my eye most of all was the one for Hawaiian paintball. I picked it up and flipped through it. It seemed pretty cool, so i brought it back to my dad who said he would take my brother and I the next day. When the wait was over for the food, we ate like kings. It seemed like every food in Hawaii was ten times bigger than it is on the