Short Story: The Adventure of a Lifetime

            Imagine having a week off from school and work, the keys to a convertible and five hundred dollars in cash sitting in your wallet. This was my situation during spring break two years ago. Just like many people, I jumped on the opportunity to use all of these factors to my advantage. The best and only word to describe my actions is "road trip." On road trips, some might come across the unexpected. The unexpected my friend and I got was a detour.

             It was the trip of a lifetime. People always talk about taking the ultimate road trip, but few actually do it. Well, I did it. My best friend and I loaded up the car with enough junk food to feed a small army, plenty of water and sodas, and enough clothes to last us a week. Every inch of that tiny car was crammed with something. We had talked about places we wanted to see and go to, but had no plans etched in stone and no reservations made. .

             It was five o"clock in the morning when we pulled out of the driveway to begin our adventure. We drove straight to the beach and turned north on Pacific Coast Highway. We did not know where we were going, but Highway 1 was going to get us there. Driving through Orange County was a breeze, but once we crossed the county line into Los Angeles, we almost came to a dead stop. It was a Tuesday morning and although we were embarking on our adventure of a lifetime, the rest of Los Angeles was trying to wiggle their way through traffic to arrive to work on time. Almost two hours later, we finally moved past the congested traffic and the sounds and scenes of everyday life and cruised onto the open road. On the left-hand side of us was a never-ending body of water. The Pacific Ocean covered the ground like a giant bright blue blanket under a clear blue jay colored sky. On our right-hand side were steep rocky cliffs with a few plants growing out from the cracks and crevices. On a narrow plateau between the two was a winding paved two-lane highway that we cruised down.

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