cmg12
Dec 30, 2009
Undergraduate / 'my trip to Portugal' - Williams Supplement- Looking out a window... [3]
I closed my eyes as the aircraft shook, clenching my hands to the arms of the seat with excessive strength. It was time, once again, to face my fear of flying and head to Lisbon, Portugal for a family vacation. Once we were safely in the air, I slid open the window shutter and gazed at the Boston skyline and Logan Airport that were now in the distance. I had become so familiar with the luminous John Hancock Building and the stately Prudential Building, that they had become icons of the life I had been so accustomed to. All of my life, I had considered myself to be an inhibited individual; I had always been overly cautious and worrisome when faced with everyday situations whether it be riding on an elevator or getting to school on time. The truth of the matter is that I had become a victim of my surroundings. I had for so long done all that I possibly could to shut myself off from fear that I refused to allow myself to become vulnerable to change and suffered the consequences. I yearned for the audacity to change; I knew that this trip was the ideal catalyst for doing just that.
Once we had reached the other side of the Atlantic Ocean and Lisbon was in sight, I peered out my window once more, this time looking forward to a trip that I knew I would change my life. The exotic streets and unfamiliar skyline of Lisbon were waiting for me, and I had every intention of adhering to their call.
As I prepare to finish high school and go on to college, I find myself at the same crossroads that I was during my trip to Portugal, although, this time I am much more willing to board the plane and enter the exciting unknown that Williams has to offer. I am ready for a new beginning, ready to see a new skyline.
I closed my eyes as the aircraft shook, clenching my hands to the arms of the seat with excessive strength. It was time, once again, to face my fear of flying and head to Lisbon, Portugal for a family vacation. Once we were safely in the air, I slid open the window shutter and gazed at the Boston skyline and Logan Airport that were now in the distance. I had become so familiar with the luminous John Hancock Building and the stately Prudential Building, that they had become icons of the life I had been so accustomed to. All of my life, I had considered myself to be an inhibited individual; I had always been overly cautious and worrisome when faced with everyday situations whether it be riding on an elevator or getting to school on time. The truth of the matter is that I had become a victim of my surroundings. I had for so long done all that I possibly could to shut myself off from fear that I refused to allow myself to become vulnerable to change and suffered the consequences. I yearned for the audacity to change; I knew that this trip was the ideal catalyst for doing just that.
Once we had reached the other side of the Atlantic Ocean and Lisbon was in sight, I peered out my window once more, this time looking forward to a trip that I knew I would change my life. The exotic streets and unfamiliar skyline of Lisbon were waiting for me, and I had every intention of adhering to their call.
As I prepare to finish high school and go on to college, I find myself at the same crossroads that I was during my trip to Portugal, although, this time I am much more willing to board the plane and enter the exciting unknown that Williams has to offer. I am ready for a new beginning, ready to see a new skyline.