When I first moved to Mexico I was 15 years old; I had everything in D.R, friends, family, and sport, a life I really enjoyed and was really happy with it. I had always thought I was going to spend the rest of my life in my home country, since I was born there, but I guess I was wrong. I didn’t make it a big deal because I knew I was still going to be with my family, and family is everything. It was my first time going to Mexico and have a completely different lifestyle so I was pretty nervous. As soon as I arrived Mexico, I was completely shocked; All I saw were buildings everywhere; I was used to seeing land everywhere and animals right in front of my house.
We had been on a flight for about three hours, and I was very scared, because that was my first time on a plane. We were sightseeing in Arizona for a day or two, taking pictures and shopping around the local stores, looking for cool stuff to bring home for our families. The day after, we were supposed to take a van for a 12 hour trip to Puerto Penasco, to the Penasco del Sol Hotel. That
The boat was known by Viva la Thomas. The Viva la Thomas best looking I have ever seen in my life.It looked like heaven floating on the clear ocean waters. So we were set and headed off to the middle of the ocean. My biggest enemy was this parachute I was thinking of in my head.It was kind of hard to be scared when it had a big yellow smiley face. The first people up were my mom and dad, I was already feeling scared.
We hopped right into the boat and did some tubing and wake boarding. That night we all came back to the house and grilled out. Everyone was worn out just within 4 hours and we went straight to sleep. The second day was even more fun! When we woke up we were so ready to get on the boat and do it again.
Last year we took a long trip to Chihuahua, Mexico which is the biggest part/state of Mexico where my mother is from. This would be my fourth time visiting Mexico. Crossing the border is the most nerve racking thing that you could do and I know from experience how dangerous it can be driving to your destination. It was the December the week before finals and my parents had planned on taking a trip to
It was July 15, 2012 my heart was pounding as fast as a racing car,as I slowly walked the steps of the enormous plane,I slowly thought of how different my life was gonna be, in new place i’ve never been to.I felt exited to meet this place but at same time I felt scared……how different was Latin America gonna be? “El Salvador”,my mom softly repeated the name of the place we where traveling to.After four hours of watching the white clouds,and the peaceful sky, we had finally arrived. As we stepped out of the Airport my eyes where rapidly attracted to all the Cultural things around me,I could feel how my lungs breathed in and out the smell of traditional food and fresh natural air. As me and my parents got seated on the taxi,the car started
I experienced a very courageous vibe when I passed by the house, as if he was there on that night. The last place we went to see was the Battleship Cove, which was a giant ship displayed as the largest series of World War II naval vessels. The Battleship Cove is a nonprofit nautical museum and war memorial, and the view was absolutely outstanding. The whole eighth grade class took a “Boston Trip” photo in front of the massive ship, and definitely created another memorable, fun time together. At last, we went back on the buses for another dreadful long ride back home, though the drive to dinner was very encouraging.
The Grand Mayan Vidanta is located in Cancún near Playa del Carmen the flight takes six hours if you are leaving from the Los Angeles airport. It was my first airplane ride and my first trip outside of the United States. At first it felt quite terrifying watching everything become smaller and seeing the sea look bigger. Once we arrived we had to take golf carts in order to get to other locations at our hotel. They make every person where a specific colored bracelet that they must keep on during their stay.
I then started imagining myself in an airplane obviously me and my sister were gonna be traveling in an airplane. Two days before the day to leave my sister and me started packing everything we were gonna take and we took 2 suitcases and we each had a backpack to take with us on the airplane. The day before me and my sister were talking about how different would it be there from here. It was 5 am and it was time to get up and start getting all of our things and head out to the airport it took 2 hours to get to the Atlanta international airport, when we go there my parents helped get out our bags and we went in to get our suitcases checked. Once we got all that done we headed off to our gate until it was time to get on the airplane and leave.
’’Splash’’ went the water when we all jumped in.The water was nice and fresh,but for my little cousins in was ice cold.With the warm weather the water was a little bit warmer but it was kind of windy.So we decided to get out of the pool.Since it was already sunset we got our stuff and went to our hotel rooms to go to sleep and get ready for the next day. The next morning we ate our breakfast and we drove to a place where there are stores all along the street.When we drove by I saw people with bags full of stuff that aren’t even useful.When we started shopping,I felt butterflies in my stomach because I thought I was going to get lost in the big crowds.So I stuck close to my mom the whole time.Once it was all over I felt relaxed.I was ready to go back to the hotel room and start packing our clothes and all the stuff that we bought on our trip. It was a good and warm vacation but sadly it was over.Even though I really liked the beach.I wanted to go home and see my kitty.I might just come back to this beach in a year or two.I hope we are coming back to this warm and beautiful place