It was the summer of 2002, and my best friend Candace and I wanted to go on vacation.
We thought long and hard about where we wanted to go, and finally decided to fly to Florida.
Candace and I started our planning by searching for hotel rooms in the West Palm area, and
getting tickets for our flight from the internet.
We boarded a plane for Florida in Lexington, Kentucky. We had a layover in Detroit,
Michigan, which I thought was very interesting. We were heading North to go South! I enjoyed
flying, so I didn't mind. I sat in the window seat so I could watch the beautiful clouds go
speeding by, as if they were flying saucers. I also enjoyed the many sites you could see on the
ground, entire fields looked like little puzzles from way up in the airplane.
Once we arrived in West Palm, we rented a car and started the great search for our hotel.
It took us about an hour to find the hotel, which was only ten minutes from the airport. We saw
some beautiful neighborhoods including the Kennedy Mansion. What a gorgeous, huge home. I
can still picture it today. It was a three-story brick home with white post in the front, surrounded