Personal Narrative: San Juan De La Maguana

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It was 3:30 in the morning when our plane finally landed in Santo Domingo and I had just witnessed the scariest plane flight of my life. Along with the scariest flight in my life it had been the longest day in my life. I had been up for 22 hours straight, waiting and riding on plane flights that constantly got delayed or pushed back along with excruciating long car rides. Our mission team stayed the night at some nice hotel and in the morning we would take off for San Juan De La Maguana where we would stay the rest of the week. That morning we woke up extremely early and trudged into the elevators down to the lobby. Running on only 5 hours of sleep in the past two days, we gathered our strength and stumbled into the bus and collapsing on the
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