suite life

Scott Watson
Mrs. Koch
English honors 2
March 14, 2012

The Suite Life

It’s an everyday occurrence for a teenager to look at something, only to look away with the realization that they don’t have the money to buy it. But always hopeful, teenagers wait for the day that they’ll be given the opportunity to prove themselves to be mature enough to get their own money. They pray for the time when they would be considered enough to travel on their own, buy their own things, and learn things they want to know. Being a teenager myself, I can only think of getting enough money to go on a vacation of my choosing. I would visit different countries, try out different things, and meet new people.
The first place on my stopping list would be Japan. Spending some of my money, I would sail across the ocean to visit. Once there, I would find a nice hotel to stay in. But as soon as I would book myself in, I would immediately be visiting across the country. I would meet and learn about the culture, and I would spend most of my day eating the various cuisine the country would have to offer me. After some time, I would leave the cities and begin to move inland, towards the mountains. By myself, i would adventure into the wilderness, seeking out any small villages that still existed.
After spending time on the beaches of Japan, I would go to visit Russia. After landing there, via plane, I would take time to explore the vast lands of the country. In the cities, I would spend money doing traditional Russian dances inside of the countries’ many dance clubs. Outside of these festive activities, I would spend time learning about Russia’s long, rather bumpy history. In Moscow I would look at the city’s famous architecture, taking note of the crazy looking domes that are atop many of the city’s buildings.
Upon a quick tour of Joseph Stalin’s memorial, I would move on to France. After a long rail road ride, I would exit the train and open my eyes to Paris, one of the most beautiful cities in the world. I would travel the streets, walking into bakeries, sipping fine wines, and enjoying the local beauties. Beneath the Eiffel Tower, I would sit and watch the world around me pass by.
With my stomach full of bread, and my mind a bit dizzy from Paris’ delicious wines, I would travel to the grand country of Germany. I would sample every single piece of sausage that would be offered to me, and drive cars at screaming speeds on the Autobahn. Taking a tour in Berlin, I would travel to the Berlin Wall and imagine the history that lay around me. Looking around, while listening to Pink Floyd, I would walk up and down where it used to be. I would eventually ask for a tour of Germany’s famous car owners stores, taking looks at some of the best automotive technology in the entire world.
As soon as I would get my first speeding ticket from the German police, I would head out of the country, taking a float over to Great Britain. As soon as I would land, I would go visit Big Ben, London’s famous clock tower. Thoughts of the Hunchback of Notredame would pop up in my head as I would look at the tower’s clock hands ticking away. After some time looking at London’s beautiful clock, I would seek out someone who could teach me the history of the Famous English band, The Beatles. With my vacation money I would slip the teacher some money, convincing him to give me some memorabilia. With my new found merchandise, I would go visit parliament. I, being the history junkie I am, would take the time to stand in awe at the sheer amount of importance around me as I would stand inside of English parliament. I would realize that monarchs, noblemen, knights, and all other English heroes could have stood in the very spot that I would be.
Enjoying time spent learning, I would end my tour at the western tip of Canada. There I would enjoy Canada’s beautiful wildlife. Taking time to hike around the country, I would take note of Mother Nature’s beautiful effect on Canada. Of course, I would go the largest Ice rink in Canada to show the natives my unbelievable skill and prowess on the ice. With out a doubt, soon all of Canada would know and fear me, “The Loud, Proud, American Mouth.” I would truly earn the last edition to my title because of my inability to control my words in the heat of battle. None the less, self control, or not, my time spent dazzling the crowds would be the most enjoyable out of my whole trip.
One day, I will enjoy my responsibilities as an adult. No matter how hard the road gets, or how impossible things might seem at some point, I will appreciate the privileges
that are given to adults. Even if that means I won’t be sipping wine beneath the Eiffel tower, or driving an Audi on the Autobahn, I will still be in complete control of my life. Whether or not I have enough money to take train rides through Russia, or to stay in five-star Japanese Hotels, I will still enjoy what I have regardless. In the end, no matter what happens, when I’m an adult, I’m going to live like it’s the sweet life.