Personal Narrative: My Trip To Greece

I am going to be 23 in 3 weeks, and so far, I’ve been to Mexico, Canada, England, France, Austria, Belgium, and Germany. I’ve been to Europe twice, and due to my heritage, I’ve been to Mexico several times. I love traveling, and as a history major, culture is one of the most exciting things for me when I travel to new places. Even in a few short weeks for Spring Break, I will be traveling to Greece for a week. Our preparation could not be more thorough, however, actually just being there and in the moment, we can never be fully prepared for what lies ahead. Personally, due to my travelling and study of history, I would say I am an open-minded individual. I am almost always prepared by language barriers, and especially extreme poverty. However, as said before, sometimes no matter how much you prepare yourself, there does seem to be a bit of unexpected shock. I suppose I shall write about some of the experiences that still resonate with me. March 2007, my mother, sister, and I travelled to Mexico City. I was presented this trip as a Christmas gift. Due to our family ties, my mother has an aunt, then 93 years old. Her daughter’s husband, who works for a traveling agency graciously provided with his services and drove us around all over the metropolis. We went to

I understood where not only generally speaking, my family came from, but my mother came from. The main events I specifically remember during my trip to the capital was our hotel. Mexico City is situated in a valley surrounded by mountains, which was once of huge lake with a population of about 20 million people. The pollution is due to the limited space and large density of people. In our hotel, we were in the 18th floor, and when we looked out the window, we could clearly see a large cloud hanging above the skyline. However, this was not a natural cloud, but a cloud of pure pollution. It boggled my mind as to how polluted this beautiful city