Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Moving to The Bay Area: Being Close to Lake Tahoe


Until last summer, the farthest west I had ever been in the US was Champaign, IL. All my family lives on the East shore, so I never thought much about going west. That is, until I saw some pictures of Lake Tahoe. These pictures convinced me that I had to go there someday, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Then, one day, my dad said that he missed me and my sisters, and wanted to take a trip with us. We all live in different places, so usually our trips consist of visiting each other in one of those places. But this time he wanted to do something different. Jokingly, I said: “Well, Let’s go to Lake Tahoe!”




I thought he was going to giggle and change the subject. But somehow he liked the Idea, and we decided to take a trip to the Bay Area, and drive to Napa Valley and Lake Tahoe. The Bay Area and Napa Valley were great, but Lake Tahoe was definitely the high of the trip for me. I couldn’t believe it. Growing up an hour away from the Caribbean, and going on countless summer vacations to Aruba, I thought that the lake would be cool, but not much of a paradise. I was completely wrong. To me, this was at par, if not better, than most beaches I’ve seen before. It was incredibly beautiful, the water was so clear; there were huge rocks everywhere, and mountains on every side. The temperature of the water was perfect; slightly cold, but great for a hot summer day.










When I left this place I wondered if I would ever get to go again. I had no Idea that I would be moving only three hours away! Now I can’t stop thinking about how I will be going there every time I get a chance. I am the luckiest! 

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