Las Vegas Creative Writing Story.
My trip to the City of Lights
Around four years ago I got packed up with my gargantuan bag, which looked like a newborn gray elephant. My family got into the super clean golden yellow taxi that and told the seven foot tall taxi driver to drive to my cousin, Josh’s house. I had a bulky family that consisted of over 15 people on the trip and many were not able to attend. We had to use four enormous vans since only four families of the eight were coming.
We got out of the taxi and arrived at the hectic O’Hare airport; the busiest airport in the world. The jam-packed airport made me claustrophobic and made me feel like a tiny rat swarming around since I was really short and looked like a small fry back then. The airport was all white and the people in there were all wearing different colors. The people in there were also different colors, races, and ethnicities. We boarded onto the minuscule plane, which was filled up with mostly my family. We were on our way to Las Vegas airport. It was six boys and three girls on the plane. The kids arrayed from different ages the oldest was thirteen and the youngest was six. The rest of the people there was the three couples that came that included my dad and mom. On the ride there we played an amusing and exhilarating game of monopoly that me and my brother, who were partners, ended up wining.
We got out of the plane and saw the view of the “Strip” when we got out. We got our car that held 15 people and we drove it to the house we were going to stay. When we arrived at the house we were staying in the kids ran to pick their room. The kids got the spacious basement, which had a 52 inch Sony plasma T.V. and an Xbox with four controllers’ right on its side. The wallpaper was an aqua blue color that always caught your eye and looked great. The house had five bedrooms and two of the five where downstairs so my cousin and I who were the same age, but twice my size. The next day we went to places of interest and sightseeing. We first went to prominent and well known Mandalay Bay. The parents loved the fountain spurting crystal clear water into captivating shapes in the beat of an excellent song in front of a beautiful marble made building for a while, but the kids got bored after 30 minutes of it so we wanted to do something invigorating. So the parents dropped off all the boys at Circus Circus, an amusement park that had all of these exhilarating and breathtaking rides. When we entered the boys were speechless in awe. The place was gigantic and filled with so many roller coasters. The girls and the moms went out shopping and the dads went out to gamble and try winning money so they can even extend their trip, but every time they win money they lost it. So I don’t know what everyone else did, but the boys had a heck of a fun time. We watched 4-D movies in petite small dim rooms and went on rapid and swift roller coasters that went in spirals, cylinders, spheres, and even pentagons. When I went on the fastest roller coaster in the theme park I felt as scared as a cat at a dog pound.
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