Universal Studios Research Paper
Misadventures in Universal Studios March 29, 2007, spring was in its infancy as my family and I traveled to Orlando, Florida for the first time. My parents had been planning for months, working discreetly to conjure up an unforgettable memory for both my brother and me. Everything was ready as they piled us into my dad’s Ford F 150 at three o'clock in the morning. However, my brother and I remained oblivious to their shenanigans as they declined to mention it to us. We spent twelve hours riding in pitch darkness until daylight arose around six in the morning.
It was not until I saw the bright blue “Welcome to Orlando” sign that I was starting to put all the puzzle pieces together. My mom peeked her head around the seat for the sixth time …show more content…
The smell of sunscreen and sweat wafted into my nostrils as we passed the infamous, spinning Universal globe, The sound of people above me on roller-coasters opening their lungs to belch out enormous shrieks and howls was my soundtrack. I clutched my pamphlet with one hand and the strap of my purple Tweety-Bird Overalls with the other as I raced into Whoville waiting for a shot at The Cat in the Hat train. Everything was going well until later that afternoon when my vacation took an ominous downfall. After numerous turns on the E.T bike ride and the Woody Woodpecker coaster, my dad took ahold of my hand and led me to Amity Village where the Jaws ride …show more content…
Our designated skipper started up the engine welcoming us aboard. Everything was calm as we glided across the water. The atmosphere was peaceful, the sun was shining, our skipper/tour-guide was being comical, and I felt hope well up inside me. As we moved further along, the waters became murky and grim. The waves were no longer steady, but crashed against our boat, spraying me in the face with salt water. My heart began to race and my cheeks flared. I still don’t know if the salt I tasted was from the water or the tears that I shed. Our commentator then led us to a boat house. The doors closed behind us as we were engulfed in total darkness, nothing but the sound of my heartbeat and the waves lapping against the boat. I shut my eyes and prayed that nothing was lurking in its mysterious
It was not until I saw the bright blue “Welcome to Orlando” sign that I was starting to put all the puzzle pieces together. My mom peeked her head around the seat for the sixth time …show more content…
The smell of sunscreen and sweat wafted into my nostrils as we passed the infamous, spinning Universal globe, The sound of people above me on roller-coasters opening their lungs to belch out enormous shrieks and howls was my soundtrack. I clutched my pamphlet with one hand and the strap of my purple Tweety-Bird Overalls with the other as I raced into Whoville waiting for a shot at The Cat in the Hat train. Everything was going well until later that afternoon when my vacation took an ominous downfall. After numerous turns on the E.T bike ride and the Woody Woodpecker coaster, my dad took ahold of my hand and led me to Amity Village where the Jaws ride …show more content…
Our designated skipper started up the engine welcoming us aboard. Everything was calm as we glided across the water. The atmosphere was peaceful, the sun was shining, our skipper/tour-guide was being comical, and I felt hope well up inside me. As we moved further along, the waters became murky and grim. The waves were no longer steady, but crashed against our boat, spraying me in the face with salt water. My heart began to race and my cheeks flared. I still don’t know if the salt I tasted was from the water or the tears that I shed. Our commentator then led us to a boat house. The doors closed behind us as we were engulfed in total darkness, nothing but the sound of my heartbeat and the waves lapping against the boat. I shut my eyes and prayed that nothing was lurking in its mysterious