Essay On Texas Vacation

It was the summer of 2013, I went on a vacation to see my family in Mexico and to my unfortunate luck it was the worst summer ever! Not only did I got sick from eating food off the street stands and had to babysit my younger brother and take care of my mom as well, I was unfortunate enough to be hit by a drunk driver at a party. I should have known it wasn’t going to be a good year because before leaving we didn’t get plane tickets so we drove there, the car didn’t have a/c, and we got stuck in traffic twice. The ride alone was terrible for the most part; it’s summer and in Texas the weather was gruesome. I remember the first time we were in traffic in Louisiana I thought I was going to lose it, we made little progress in what would have been a two minute, one mile drive, it took us two hours to travel that one mile. At the end I wasn’t sure what had happen, was there a major accident or were the drivers being nosey causing the traffic? When everything was clear we had made it to Texas, by then it was six in the afternoon. We began to slow down again, which makes sense because at that time everyone is going home from work, so that was the problem in Texas. It was 110 degrees, we had to pull over because our

I went to the annual festival, rode some rides, went to the soccer games, still didn’t buy food from the stands and made plans to go hiking on the mountain behind my house. Although, yet again, those plans were ruined. On July 17 there was a wedding downtown and I went with my family, we went to church and ate; they were serving the food with beer for those who wanted some. Unrelevant to mention the alcohol now, since the rest of the day was normal, however because people were drinking so early there were more drunk people than sober ones. I was headed to the store to buy something to eat when a friend of mine stopped me, we began to talk and have a good time, next thing I knew I was surrounded by people looking at