Lola Kutcher's
Travel Journal , Stories, and Art
Tamarindo (Act 1)
I am going to start this story in Houston Texas, not that I have a choice though because really, the past is the past and all I’m doing is telling you about it. So Houston Texas; It’s not at all what I expected. When I think Texas deserts, cowboys, and drought comes to mind and not rainy and green. But, despite what I thought Houston was very green and the air felt clean and fresh. When we got off the plane we were brought to two different lines each with a sign. One sign said “U.S. RESIDENTS ONLY” and the other sign basically just said “EVERYONE ELSE.’’ Beside the U.S. residents sign there was a woman reading out the sign in a very thick accent. I heard her say “ and Canadian residents” but since the sign clearly said U.S. residents only nobody really believed me. Not enough to go stand in that line anyways. So we went and stood in the ‘Everyone else’ line for around 45 minutes without moving more than 5 meters when we decided to go ask somebody if what we heard was correct. Well, turns out that we could have been in the faster line all along! So 15 minutes later we were through customs and in another line so that they could check our passports again (just incase we had gotten through the past 30 passport checks with a fake passport).
My Travel Book - Costa Rica
My eyes are closed. I am breathing. Or trying to anyways. I can hear the slicing of the snow from the rider dropping in infront of me. My stomach feels empty and full at the same time. The sunlight pierces my eyes the second they open and I hear my number getting called. There is nothing more scary at this moment than hearing that walkie talkie from the man beside me. " number 9 finished, one second please... ready" then the man beside me ; "Number ten ready, dropping in" High fives are given and supportive smiles of those who already went andwho are mostly just smiling because there not in my position anymore. I take a deep breath and smile just to remind myself that Im ok. I tighten my bindings once more and drop down the hill towards the wall where I need to drop in.
My Descripive Writing
My Stories
Many years ago, in a very far away place there lived a beautiful queen. She was kind and gentle but very lonely. Her husband the king loved her very much but running a kingdom was a difficult job and the king was often away. One day while the king was off on a big trip the queen who was known as Queen Alyssa was sitting in her window seat looking out into her gardens. Queen Alyssa's castle was well know throughout the land for its beautiful garden. The garden had tall willow and cherry blossom trees planted throughout it and every flower imaginable bloomed bright and beautiful colors. The castle itself was adorned with climbing ivy and flowers on the window sills. As Alyssa sat she thought of how much joy it would bring her to see a young princess or prince running through the gardens. Over the next month before the kings return Alyssa's yearn for a child grew. By the time the king returned the beautiful queen wanted nothing more than to have a child. The king was overjoyed with the queens idea and before long the queen was pregnant. With the knowledge of a coming baby the queens heart swelled and she no longer felt lonely or sad. The kingdom rejoiced with the news of a coming princess and the land had never been so happy. Winter came and went and with spring a beautiful princess was born. The baby had rosy cheeks and a kind smile. Golden curls adorned her head and her laughter echoed throughout the land. The queen took one look at her beautiful daughter and cried with happiness. The king was sent for immediately and that night the king and queen threw a huge party for there new daughter Emmeline. The village had never seen such beauty and the people were amazed at how Emmeline’s face reflected all the beauty and happiness that everyone felt. Emmeline grew to be a toddler quickly and the second she could crawl she was in the gardens. Alyssa would bring Emmeline into the gardens each summer day and the two would run and laugh and spend the day taking care of the flowers. Emmeline was growing up surrounded by love, flowers, and happiness. Everytime the king came home he would bring Emmeline down to the village so that she could meet all the good people who lived under the rule of the king. Alyssa had never been happier and the kingdom thrived. One day, 4 years after Emmeline was born Alyssa was sitting on a swing hanging from one of the willow trees in the garden when one of the maids came running out to Alyssa. As the maid approached a terrible feeling grew in the queens stomach.