Writing Prompt Wednesday

by Gabrielle L.

Write about your last vacation or dream vacation.
Use lots of sensory details to help us imagine we are there with you!

Share your description in the comments below for others to see and reply!


19 thoughts on “Writing Prompt Wednesday

  1. The air was cold and miserable
    24 hour drive was unbearable
    A coat was the only clothing wearable
    Though, the experience was shareable
    The place I went was unendurable

    This is a joke-poem about the only vacations we ever take and that is to upstate new york where I’m from, in a place that you can literally see canada, or just the middle of nowhere. A place that you can’t even get on google map’s street view.

    1. Wow, sounds pretty miserable, pretty cold I’m assuming? XD Was it snowing? Great poem, I like the way you made it rhyme on each line!

  2. The road was long, and I felt like the vacation was going to be a disaster. No one wants to spend at least five total hours in the car on a vacation that’ll end in less than ten hours, after all! But I held my mouth. Eventually, we arrived at our first destination, my friends’ house. We chatted for about five minutes, and then all piled into their car. I first noticed the empty candy wrappers littering the floor of their vehicle, but the roof of the van wasn’t falling apart like with our car, so I held my mouth again. We played fun games like Apples To Apples, Exploding Kittens, and Sabaac on the way (don’t ask how any of these table games were played in a moving vehicle with seat-belted passengers taking up two rows of seats in a mini van), and I always won Sabaac, but never won a single round of Apples To Apples, and only came close to winning one of the two games of Exploding Kittens. The first stop had a cool tree that we got to climb, and we also picked plenty of tomatoes and strawberries, which were in season. We also ate some super delicious cinnamon rolls that could have rivaled a master chef’s. Maybe a master chef did make them. The next stop was a quail farm, but apparently the quail had…erm…all died in the last month, so we moved on. To our dismay, a banana farm called “Going Bananas” was closed on Wednesdays. We stopped at another place and ate nice, warm tamales, which stuffed me instantly. We went back to my friends’ house, and stayed for a while, but ultimately parted ways as my family went back home. I may have spent two and a half hours bored in a vehicle without friends or activities, but it was worth it. I just wish I could do it again.

    1. This sounds like a great experience! I never played any of those games, I think I need to, I’ve always heard of apples to apples, I don’t even know what the other two are. XD And that’s awesome! Sounds like a really fun trip, hopefully you can make it again in the future. 🙂

      1. In Exploding Kittens, you draw action cards and play them to A) Sabotage opponents, B) Get new cards to help you, and C) Force your opponents to draw Exploding Kittens. Exploding Kittens will eliminate you from the game if you draw them, unless you have a Defuse card, which allows you to put the Exploding Kitten back in the deck somewhere and remain safe. It’s easy to learn and fun to play!

      2. XD, Sounds simple, the name threw me off, I’m like exploding kittens? Sounds fun! Is it played with a regular deck?

  3. This vacation was actually a few years ago, but it was definitely an incredible experience soooo:
    It felt like I was on top of the entire world. Though I definitely wasn’t at one of the tallest heights in the country, it was easy to feel big and small at the same time, peering over the metal railing, hot with July sunshine, and staring down the massive canyon. It hardly looked real, more like a painting than something carved out of the earth for hundreds of years. The heat was almost as unbelievable as the Grand Canyon itself. I was supposed to be used to heat after so many years of living in Florida and Alabama, but the heat in Arizona was a dry sort of heat, one with no relief. Any heat would get unbearable if you were in it for hours on end though, so it’s a given that I was dizzy and tired by the time we were leaving the national park.

    We had traveled 1,680 miles to get there. The trip was spread out over a few days (the majority of those days were spent in Texas, where we had waffles shaped like the state itself) and we had visited old friends, old schools, and seen so many old things in general. It was odd how nostalgic for times you never knew and humbled old things can make you. The Grand Canyon was a powerful thing. How many people had seen it when it was just a small canyon, not anywhere near as big and awestriking? How many people will see it get bigger and wider? It was alive with beautiful, ancient cultures so unfamiliar to me that it was impossible not to be intrigued with everything from the paintings in the watchtower to the little trinkets in the gift shops.

    I remember sitting down on a wooden bench under the shade of trees as we paused on a hike. Names in hearts, little dates, and initials had been carved into the bench, tattooing it with the careless joy of romantic flings, road trips with friends, and family vacations just like ours. Looking back at the picture of me sitting on that bench, I look like I was melting. We had spent hours in the park, biking, laughing about dumb jokes we’d made on the trip, and just staring. There was so much to see, it never ended and it was never enough. There was a subtle magic in that place and I truly hope I can capture it again one day.

  4. Something I wrote a while ago, hope you all like it!
    There’s something about traveling that changes you. It could be the sound of the tires on the road that makes that humming sound that lulls you to sleep. Maybe it’s seeing that sign that says “Tennessee Welcomes You!” Or it could be the fact that we leave our own little bubble of a world and step away from what we know as everyday life. We get that break and escape from everything back home, good or bad. Maybe it’s the smell of different places, the run-down hotels and McDonalds at 7 am. Or maybe it’s trying to get a cat nap on a 15-hour drive. It could be watching the sun rise over the Mississippi River. Or maybe it’s feeling like you’re the only one on the interstate driving through Atlanta at 3 am. Maybe it’s seeing snowfall for the first time and capturing only a few images of it because you want to bask it all in.

    Or maybe it’s just the artless form of movement we call travel.

    I honestly don’t know what it is about traveling that changes me so much. Its like when I come home, I feel lighter, more energized, happier. Maybe its because I get a small break from the usual flow. Or maybe it’s because I missed my schedule and rushed lifestyle. It could be because I found a new peace and trust in my faith that I had lost a while back. Or maybe just the concept of all of this has changed me.

    I ponder these things not too often, but when I do, I think of the adventures I’ve had. It’s interesting how humans never really reflect on the good in their past, we always search for the bad. We reflect on the mean things we’ve said, the regretful things we did, the words we can’t get back or the items we’ve lost. But do we ever look back and imagine when we stood on top of a waterfall, watched the sunrise, sat in a sea of grass and just watched the clouds go by? Do we ever look back on our first trip to a theme park, the first time we felt love, the first time we ate at a favorite restaurant? Why don’t we ever look back on the good? Maybe some of us do, but, from what I’ve seen, the majority of the world considers their past a bad thing. And I don’t agree with that. Of course, there are things we all have in our past we don’t want to reflect on or think of, but what if we looked around that and found the good in our past? What if we saw the memories we don’t often look back on? Would that change our perspective or our past, or would it make no difference at all?

    But, most often, we sit solely at home, watching TV, seemingly captivated by other’s adventures. Some are in true awe of the fictional story-lines of a movie or written in a book. We don’t reflect on where we’ve been or the places we’ve wandered. Sadly, most of the time, we are living other’s stories, not our own. We are who we are; we are born as our own unique person who has opinions and ideas and a life to live. We have a stretched canvas in front of just waiting to be painted on, just lusting for a drop of paint or color to touch the solid white. We have paths to follow, trails to walk upon, places to go. We need travel and we need adventure. Because what’s life without it?

    Of course, it would be nice to visit Spain or go to another country, or even out of state. But a lot of us can’t afford that, or work or school gets in the way. But who says wandering has to be trips or flights or long drives? It could be just outside your door. All you have to do is take that first step. I don’t know about you, but I want to wander, I want to go to places I’ve never been and travel this strange yet beautiful land. I have an incurable condition called wanderlust, it’s a need to travel. Adventure awaits, and I’m going to find it. Are you?

    1. Yes, Spain, that would be fun! But, yes, some of us (me) can’t afford it 😦
      You seem like that bird from Stuart Little 2, though. “Just walking out that door is an adventure!” Then Stuart walks out the door and a newspaper falls on top of him…lol

      1. I’ve never been to Spain and will probably never go (most likely because of expenses), but it seems like a cool place to go! I have a friend going to Spain for break so I’m excited to hear what it’s like! 🙂
        Ha! That does sound like me, I’m always trying to drag someone on a hike or to climb a tree or something, and where I live, it literally is an adventure every time you walk out the door. 😛
        I have actually never seen Stuart Little, I mean I may have but don’t remember, but I don’t think I have, seems familiar, but can’t remember much from it. 😛

      2. I’ve got a friend who actually moved to Spain. She used to live Spain, and then she moved back last Summer. But, yeah, it sounds really cool, and I wish I could go 😦 Too expensive, though
        For me, a majority of adventures are located on my computer. I rarely get out because there’s nothing out there that I can really do, except walk, and when I walk, it’s a reminder of how I have no space to run. It’s sad 😦 But, my brother wants to live in the country when he moves out, and I think he and I are planning to rent a place together initially, so it’s only a matter of time before I find a good place!

      3. Well that’s cool! I have another friend who visited Spain for like the whole Summer, it sounds really cool from what I’ve heard!
        And that’s true, I probably wouldn’t do half of the adventurous stuff if my dad wasn’t for it. He’s always doing something crazy and fun 😛 And that stinks, do you have a bike? Is it possible to ride? And that would be awesome! The country life is amazing, especially if you get animals, it’s the best! 🙂

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