last hugo video

Having an 8 am class to most would be a complete drag, and on a Friday even more. But once the word “field trip,” was said my mindset went from “here goes another 8 am” to “well this might be fun.” Then our teachers decided to do the most horrendous thing any teacher can do, which is making us actually have to talk to people, not just for one project or one assignment for the ENTIRE class. Literally one of the worst things a teacher can do. But after a week my group started growing closer and closer, we began joking around with each other as if we had known each other for years. My group made each field trip enjoyable from the bus rides; to walking around Galveston I couldn’t have asked for a better group to be a part of. Walking around to what seemed to be a ghost town of Galveston, we admired the architecture of the buildings, id never been to that part of Galveston before so seeing all the little bars and pubs was a surprise to me, I thought to myself at night these streets must be packed and full of excitement. But at the moment the streets were just filled with college kids, two crazy teachers, and fog lots and lots of fog. There was so much fog I could see it rolling in from the water; it made it look like a horror movie. As we continued to tour the streets we passed by little shops here and there and finally made it to a coffee shop with two guys standing behind the counter, they probably thought greaaaaat we have to cater to this huge group of kids. But at least the coffee was good, while we enjoyed our warm cups of Joe my group sat and talked and just enjoyed each other’s company one last time on our final field trip. On the bus ride home I just thought of all the trips and all the laughs we had with each other, no fighting, and no arguing we all just enjoyed each other’s company, plus we were laughing so much we didn’t have time to argue.