My Special Place

No this place is not a park or my room, nor is it school or in a foreign country. My special place is in Williamsburg, Virginia. This is when my dad's side of the family lives. When we visit we always go to an amusement park called Busch Gardens. When your in the parking lot of this amusement park, not even inside, you could hear the roller coasters roaring and the screams that fill the air. When you walk up to the entrance they have people dancing, singing, and enjoying life. The park is based off of places in Europe. From France, Scotland, Ireland, England and Germany, you could visit all of the most fascinating places in Europe in one park. In the park you hear constant laughing, you see humongous smile, and feel the excitement of dropping 100 feet straight down. The rides or food don't make it my special place but the people that I go with do. My dad's family is one of the most greatest people I have ever met in the whole entire world. They are always there when you need uplifting and always there when your seeking adventure and what other place is there to go to seek adventure than Busch Gardens Williamsburg.