Essays about Traveling Page 8

My journey to North Dakota was very awesome and interesting but full of good memory and experience. The journey started on a faithful Saturday morning April 4, 2015, I was very happy to start the journey. I always like road trip because I can see a lot of things like trees, different type of animal…

No one can know what will happen in next second. It may be good or bad. Sometimes, if you persist a little while, you can defeat your conflict or get what you want. Here is such an exciting and breathtaking experience that has impressed me so much. I went on a trip to the Nanling…

One story, depending on the storyteller, could change your life forever. Little did I know that it would take a little girl’s story to change mine. Waking up at six o’clock on a summer morning with an alarm yelling in my ear was not part of what I planned to do for my summer. I…

“Steven Helfer, you will not be attending this flight” were the worst words I could hear at the start of summer 2013. It was suppose to be the best summer vacation yet and everyone in my entire family was stoked. We planned months a head for it and eagerly waited for the date until we…

I grew up in a family full of musicians. My grandpa plays the guitar and mandolin, and has jam sessions once a week with his friends. My mom plays fiddle, and my dad plays guitar. Even though I’ve been surrounded by instruments my entire life, I wasn’t really interested in taking up music, until I…

A “Long Day’s Journey Into Night” is a tale of a day spent in the life of the Tyrone family at their summer home. The play begins at 8:30 in the morning, just after breakfast when Tyrone, the father lights up a cigar. We quickly learn that Mary, the mother, has returned to the family…

Sonia lay on the filthy floor of the prison in Tauorga Libya. Her head was hurting like Hell from the blow She had received from the soldier after She had been stopped at the check point . She remembered that She had been dressed as a Libyan woman wearing a veil being half Libyan Herself….

Fine white sand clung on to my damp feet as I ambled along the beach. It was a lovely afternoon and the sun was shining brightly above the horizon, with the sea soaking up some of its radiant rays, reflecting the others, and shimmering vibrantly under the sky. I could see dark outlines of birds…

Enter into a darkness Where coldness meets with your feet, You walk forward, still the fog consumes your dull senses. Pitch black surrounds you, But now the sound of a thousand harmonies enters your ears, While the fickle hairs on your back rise to the freezing atmosphere. You see a light. Dimly but surely, a…

“Dover Beach” by Mathew Arnold is a rational poem. Arnold uses an assortment of literary methods such as, visual and aural imagery, rhythm, figure of speech paradox, symbolism, and metric schemes. Each mechanism is used in an exclusive way, supporting the marvelous theme behind the poem. Arnold articulates the idea behind the poem with the…