My Place

As I imagine this place, it takes me back to when I was 16 years old.  My father, who recently retired from Harry Cooper Supply Company.  The company once every two years would plan a company trip to take there customers.  The customers that spent the most money there would be treated with a trip.  I always thought that was amazing to do for your customers.  After my sixteenth birthday my parents surprised my sister and I by telling us that we were going to the Bahamas with them on this trip in December.  We were so excited, we had never been there before let alone we had only been in Kansas so we never really traveled as children.  It seemed like forever before December rolled around.  Finally the day was here.  We lived in Joplin at the time and had to fly out of Springfield.  Since my parents had to go a week early and they couldn't take us out of school that long we came down the next week.  I remember clearly when the plane landed the smells of the ocean.  We all packed up on a bus that drove us to the most beautiful hotel I had ever seen.  And still think out of all the hotels I have been to it is still the best.  I would say it was 20 stories high but every floor was lite up by a different color of the rainbow.  It was magnificent.  The employees were all dressed in white and looked very sharp.  You could hear island music everywhere.  If I could travel back to any place it would be there.