The week before Spring Break is usually stressful for most students, because of the combination of studying and making last-minute travel plans. Because of the media, college students are constantly seen headed to destinations such as Panama City Beach, South Padre Island, Gulf Shores, and in some cases, Cancun, Mexico.
Though, what some fail to realize is that this concept of vacation should not be seen as a right, but a privilege to most. While there may be a decent amount of students headed to the coast, there are just as many that spend their spring breaks here in Kennesaw working.
I truthfully cannot remember the last time I went on Spring Break. Up until now, I have spent a vast majority of my April vacations at whatever restaurant I was working at during that time period. The only tans I ever acquired were received from the heat of the grill in front of me.
Yet, from the fryer burns to the sweat, the sense of staying home is not something that is all that dissatisfactory. In fact, the time spent with family and friends away from classes can be just as rewarding.
In the past, I recall throwing random barbecues, staying up late, sleeping in, and drinking enough water to not remember the night before. Alas, this can be fun with the right company.
Additionally, other opportunities are provided, such as hiking, camping, Netflixing, reading, and most importantly, spending time unwinding, that would be completely taboo anywhere else.
In retrospect, living in an area like North Georgia has its benefits. The beautiful scenery, combined with ideal weather prove that staying home is not the worst thing in the world.
While the concept of soaking up the sun in Florida may seam constantly appealing, there’s nothing wrong with the satisfaction of receiving a hefty paycheck at the end of those ten days.
This way of thinking may not be for everyone, but I feel as though this annual tradition is not completely negative. For that matter, I would like to apologize to all the women in Gulf Shores who were hoping to see my beach bod. Not this year, ladies.
