There is always that one place that appeals to you, whether
it is shady tree to read a book under or even something just as simple as
sitting by a lakeshore with your friends. To me, my favorite place to be in
Nebraska is tubing on the Niobrara River with my friends during the summertime.
I feel the rush of cool water as it hits me with little force. The cold knocks
me out but pulls me back in. The golden sun is beating down on by tanned skin
and on the azure water. Sparkling like a million diamonds the water, calm and
peaceful is interrupted by my friends and our feet.
When
I first get out of the car, I smell pine trees and fresh air. It hits me like a
whirlwind. The water is softly rippling down the weaved ways. I put my tube in
and start my journey. Who knows where it will end. The cool sand from the bed
is running through my toes like a race. It tickles, really bad due to the fact that my feet are
ticklish. The splashing of the water on the rocks and the giggles of Allison,
Haley, and Emily makes this moment in time unforgettable.
I
am now floating. The tube is leaning and rocking every which way. My hair, wet
from falling in and swimming and my new purple bathing suit is now stuck to my
skin. The water is like sweat, on my pores and my hair. My friends are beside
me, pushing me in, but I guess I deserve it. I have pushed them so many times
that I lost count. The sun, now on top of me in the clear blue sky, I realize
it is about noontime. I grab a quick snack and head back out. It is now three
o’clock. We are still racing until the sun has met its bed.
The
tube has droplets of water stuck to its surface and I have gallons of water all
over me. The splashing has now turned to gliding in a split second. I hop out
of the water and bundle up in a towel. I look at the water, a glittering
turquoise which was once covered by sunlight has now turned to black with
speckles of stars in it; a mirror reflection of the sky. I, tired from the day
sadly walk back to the car and leave. “This is what I needed. A day of
relaxing.” My friends laugh and laugh until their sides hurt. I then look back
and see the glittering water.
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