The longest road trip I've been on was my trip to Las Vegas, Nevada with my parents, and my younger brother. I was about 13 years old when i went on the trip with my family, i was told that this trip was chance for us to have family fun, and have fun over a nice road trip. In the beginning i found myself excited, and eager for the trip. However as the day progressed my perception of the trip changed. I became irritable, and wan't to return home. Around noon we passed through Death Valley, and was amazed by what i saw. Although it was 105 degrees i couldn't help but to enjoy the open road, stick my head out the window, and enjoy myself. I realized that as we got closer to our destination I relaxed a bit because i knew that the trip was coming to an end. But, now that i look i realize that the most enjoyable part of the trip was the actual road trip itself.

-Bryce Grubbs