into East Coast sights
decent meal and
looked out at the
city lights of
Orlando: one
dollar shots, clubs,
dancing and
action. The city
was surprisingly
clean and big.
Deserving an
evening of fun,
we danced the
night away then
went back to
camp where we
watched the sun
come up while
looking for sea
shells.
A few days
in Florida and
we
decided we had enough. We wanted
to go somewhere else. We wanted to
stay on the road. The rain began as we
left. This was no ordi- nary
storm; this was a
tornado, and it was
headed our way.
The fear inside of
me became more
and more intense
as we watched
this tornado
forming right
above our
heads.
Tim
just kept
driving;
we £'."‘
saw this as a challenge and we were
too stubbomly curious to turn back.
We made it through safely, with my
stomach in my throat and sweat
pouring from my forehead. Not even
a rollercoaster could have caused
this much intensity. We
drove ail day and all
night to keep
from
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Indianapolis mall where we played in
the big toy store and carried our feet
from one floor to another of an
enormous mall. Knowing we had only
enough money for gas we split a Big
Mac Meal at McDonalds and watched
the limos pulhng in for the fancy
restaurant with the sky view
down the street from us. It was
getting dark outside but we were
determined to see the world.
pay
ing fora
place to sleep.
Instead, we used
the money on gas.
Nashville
About
3:30am we
somehow made
our way to the
Huddle House.
We filled our bellies
with warm syrupy
waffles and hot coffee
preparing for our next
joumey.
Chicago
The traffic
became hectic as
the street turned
into a four-lane road.
That’s how I knew
the excitement of
night- life was among
us. I stared in amaze
ment as we passed miles
and miles of skyscrapers,
all competing for height.
Snowy weather and $1.72 for
gas is what I saw until we
drove downtown, into endless
streets of clubs, girls with purple hair,
men with high heals and cars parked
bumper to bumper on the side of the
street. Is it possible to actually live in a
city like this?
Brevard
Sunday evening brought us back
to school where friends, homework
and a warm bed awaited us. Spring
break ended with an empty tank,
pictures of the East Coast, closer
friends and $.75 to my name.
Louisville
were in the
middle of the tornado.
We must have been going
at least 80 miles per hour,
dodging each tree limb thrown by
the angry winds. I saw my life
flash before my eyes as I forced
myself to take pictures of the trique
trous storm. We should have turned
around and run for our lives, but we
My attention was
grabbed by the unique
architecture of the
buildings. We traveled
on.
Indianapolis
The theatre came
alive in front of my eyes. The
gallery and the crowded streets took
away from all of the troubles in the
world. We made our way to the