The memory I would bottle up is going to the Bahamas with my mom when I was seven years old. I would open it every once in a while. When me and my mom went to the Bahamas it was the best vacation ever. It was my very first vacation. We toke a cruise to Florida then toke a small little boat to the Bahamas. We went to three of the islands. One thing I remember on the small boat is that we almost saw a hurricane form, but it didn't form luckily. When we got to the island we walked around it for a while. They had a barbecue going behind a house. You could just stay on the beach for a while till your boat came back to pick you up. The island had this little bridge that went over a small part of the sea that you could get to the other side of the island. When we got to the other side we went swimming for a little bit and I stepped on a turtles back. That was the best memory ever.
