As soon as October hit, so did the pressure for spring break plans. No one really knows each other freshman year, so planning a big trip is even trickier when you have no clue who you’re going on the trip with. A few girls that were mutual friends of each other got together and decided to plan a spring break. At first there was around 15 of us that wanted to go, and after months and countless phone calls we finally booked a 30 girl house. The problem was we had to find 15 more girls to go with us on this trip. Within 2 days we had a group of 30 to go to Orange beach together with two dads as chaperones, one was my dad, and then the anticipation until spring break was out of this world.
Our house didn’t open for two days so we had two days to kill before we could go to the beach, so the majority of the group went and stayed in Little Rock, some went to Dallas and a few went to St. Louis. These days consisted of working out, spray tanning and a day long Twilight movie marathon with making homemade anklets and chokers for the beach. Then the journey finally began when we packed the cars (to the full capacity) and left at 12 in the morning to drive through the night because we just couldn’t wait any longer to finally get there. Our car consisted of two 5 foot girls in the roomy front seats and two six footers squished in the back for a total of nine hours. As anxious as we were to get to the beach, priorities came first and we all stopped for donuts at 6 in the morning with each other to share one more meal before this crazy week. We arrived at 9 in the morning on Monday and ran straight to the beach without even unpacking. Immediately we started tanning and taking pictures for we were not in (Ar)Kansas anymore. Finally, we pulled into the driveway of our house with the windows down screaming at our friends that were standing on the balconies. We jumped out of the car and ran up the stairs to pick rooms. We brought our stuff to our rooms and immediately grabbed the aux and just danced for hours in the kitchen together in celebration that we were finally here.
Every morning we woke up at the crack of dawn (9 o’clock) and cooked and ate breakfast with the dads. Everyone thinks of spring break as running around the beach, but that house made some of the best memories I’ve ever had. Laying out, going to the beach, dancing and eating junk food with all of my best friends for a whole week is my idea of the perfect vacation. Having memories of an epic squeeze cheese war, making a 30 girl pyramid (that completely failed by the way) and having an entire restaurant watch me get stuck in a high chair are times that I for sure will never be able to forget. The endless laughs and stories that we have from this trip are stories that we are going to tell our grandchildren, and isn’t that the whole point of joining a sorority? For the raw sisterhood, the girls you can laugh with in the good times and the girls that will be there with you when times are tough. I don’t know what brought us to be Zetas and brought us together on this trip, but all I do know is that I feel completely blessed and lucky everyday because of it.