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By and large, I don't usually enjoy vacations. I think that people usually spend a great deal of their time on vacations waking up early to get to the spa, steam rooms, or even another holiday action that is intended to be relaxing. I believe time spent on these holiday activities to be equivalent to waking up early, running to class, and doing homework. For this reason, I have spent all my college vacations avoiding exotic locations and opting to stay on campus when everybody else goes off. I've appreciated the peace, quiet, and safety that staying on campus has brought me over many fractures, but I also needed a change. Now, my pals and I'd come through almost four years school together, and we all agreed that we ought to do one last significant trip before life takes us down different streets. After talking about it for some time in the winter of last year, we decided to go to Atlantic City, New Jersey during Spring Break of our last semester at Hampden-Sydney College. Known for its casinos and party scenes, we believed that Atlantic City would provide us with the perfect opportunity to live out an experience that all of us needed - facing the real world while creating a memorable experience we would have for many years to come to be shared at reunions, weddings, and other events. Somehow the responsibility for planning the trip fell on my shoulders. I thought it was ironic that that the group picked the guy who didn't like vacations to plan the vacation. But, I had been used to leading the group in the past and knew it would be my obligation to bring a plan for the trip together. I set up the potential dates, casino we would stay at, and itinerary. The trip up to Atlantic City was rather uneventfu...