I planned to go to the adventurous, pleasing state of California for my birthday, which was this weekend. I was mostly excited to finally escape the boring, dull state of Nevada, which has been my home for as long as I could remember.
One evening at dinner, my parents asked, “Where would you like to go for your tenth birthday, Rose?” I instantly knew where I wanted to go.
I placed down my silverware and replied eagerly, “Well...I’ve always wanted to go to Yosemite National Park. It’s in California, not too far from here. Could we go there?”
“Well, we could go this weekend. We just have to rent a last minute cabin.”
“Yay!” exclaimed Noah, my six year old brother.
In awe, I commented, “Thanks, you’re the best!”
After dinner we all gathered in the living room, and we continued planning which cabin we would rent. I dozed off, thinking about all the fun we would have. I still couldn’t believe we were going! I’ve always been secretly eyeing this park, for it is packed with unique wildlife species, which I can’t see in my area. I never really found my home town in Nevada interesting, in fact, I longed for an escape. I despited the cold, snowy winters where I couldn’t adventure outside. I longed for an adventure in my secret spot in the woods, near my house, where wildlife would become inquired with my presence. Where I truly enjoyed my evenings. There is one problem, though, the only time when the weather would compromise...