Personal Narrative Essay: Going To Southern California

Going to Southern California, no one would think of packing an umbrella. Why would they? California is in the middle of a drought. When someone thinks of California, they think of baby blue skies and palm trees along the streets. But, of course, the weekend my family decided to visit Disneyland, Universal Studios, and SeaWorld is the weekend Southern California experienced what the local news called a “tropical depression.”
After driving five hours from San Jose to Los Angeles in a small Honda Civic, my mom, brother, me, and my three cousins – Harneet, Amrit, and Sonu – all rushed to get to the amusement park as fast as possible. We knew it would be a hectic day because the temperature was going to reach the upper 90s and it was the 60th anniversary of the happiest place on earth. We made our way around the whole park and because it was a special anniversary, the lines were longer than usual. It took approximately 1 hour and 30 minutes just to ride the Indiana Jones Adventure in Adventureland. Standing in line for the rides was pure torture. People were walking around distractedly, with
The early morning fog was sluggishly surrounding the famous Universal Studios globe fountain and all the nearby buildings. My family managed to make it to the lower lot of the park before it lightly started to sprinkle. We got in line for the Revenge of the Mummy, their busiest ride, and immediately after all of us got under the tarp covering the waiting lines, the rain went from a slow and steady pitter-patter on the streets to creating puddles in just a matter of seconds. The rain was beating heavily on the tarp above us and people were scrambling to cover their phones and themselves. Because we only had one jacket and the tarp was not helping us stay dry, we all had to huddle under one small size jacket. A few minutes later, my mom decided to take off her