Trip Memory
An Unforgettable Vacation
I still remember my first vacation when I live in THATTA. It was on the warm of a summer day in July, 2009. After finishing the spring semester at high school, my cousins and I had two months to rest, relax and go somewhere. A beach trip in the summer was always a good idea for us who lived far away from the sea. Hence, my cousins and I made a plan to go to Hawks bay Beach in Karachi on the Fourth of July. The trip was such an unforgettable vacation for me with many different emotions such as happiness because of saving a person, fear before the dead and interest in the beauty of nature. Sometimes, when I recall, everything seemed to have just happened yesterday.
We were very excited about this trip because this was the first chance for us to go out of THATTA . We prepared and packed up everything about a month before the day of departure. At 8.a.m. on July 4th, we got ready to jump on the car and drive straight to Karachi. Along the street, we stopped twice for breakfast and lunch and we took too more hours because we went to the wrong ways, as well. Therefore, we were at Hawks bay Beach in the evening.
Night fell down completely. This meant I missed the beautiful scene of the setting sun on the beach. The surface of ocean was calm except there were some waves running up and splashing against the shore. The cool wind coverd my body when I walked on a bridge where my cousins were fishing. No one stirred. No one spoke. My cousins thoroughly concentrated and stared at the shade underneath the bridge where our fishing robs were dropped. They still did not recognize me till I made some noise by opening a cooler to see their result. The cooler was entirely empty. It was not surprise to me because I definitely knew how well they could fish. Leaving them behind, I went down out of that place and came to the beach. Suddenly, far from the beach, I heard someone yelled, "Help, help me!" I looked around to
I still remember my first vacation when I live in THATTA. It was on the warm of a summer day in July, 2009. After finishing the spring semester at high school, my cousins and I had two months to rest, relax and go somewhere. A beach trip in the summer was always a good idea for us who lived far away from the sea. Hence, my cousins and I made a plan to go to Hawks bay Beach in Karachi on the Fourth of July. The trip was such an unforgettable vacation for me with many different emotions such as happiness because of saving a person, fear before the dead and interest in the beauty of nature. Sometimes, when I recall, everything seemed to have just happened yesterday.
We were very excited about this trip because this was the first chance for us to go out of THATTA . We prepared and packed up everything about a month before the day of departure. At 8.a.m. on July 4th, we got ready to jump on the car and drive straight to Karachi. Along the street, we stopped twice for breakfast and lunch and we took too more hours because we went to the wrong ways, as well. Therefore, we were at Hawks bay Beach in the evening.
Night fell down completely. This meant I missed the beautiful scene of the setting sun on the beach. The surface of ocean was calm except there were some waves running up and splashing against the shore. The cool wind coverd my body when I walked on a bridge where my cousins were fishing. No one stirred. No one spoke. My cousins thoroughly concentrated and stared at the shade underneath the bridge where our fishing robs were dropped. They still did not recognize me till I made some noise by opening a cooler to see their result. The cooler was entirely empty. It was not surprise to me because I definitely knew how well they could fish. Leaving them behind, I went down out of that place and came to the beach. Suddenly, far from the beach, I heard someone yelled, "Help, help me!" I looked around to