The Most Memorable Day In My Life

My most memorable summer happened funny enough before another significant time in my life and looking back at it, I know understand why we took this trip. I remember my mom and dad telling me we were going to see both my grandmas. My eyes lit up like a Christmas tree with a smile on my face that was from ear to ear. I never met my grandmas because they both lived in Mexico. So that same weekend they packed the car, and we were off to Mexico. I remember sitting in the car seeing all sorts of different cars, vans, and trucks zooming by as we all headed our way. We made various pit stops along the way. My favorites were always McDonald 's because of the happy meals. The taste of those salty fries still lingers in my taste buds. I 'd play with my plastic toy till I grew bored of it and I 'd continue to look at the pavement below. Once we arrived in Tijuana, a Mexican flag waved as if it was greeting me.We stayed at a motel overnight; I remember being too excited to sleep and the quiet motel room just stood still while I on the inside was bursting with excitement. Pegueros Jalisco was our first stop. My dad 's side of the family lived here, and I got to meet a big part of my family I wouldn 't have known otherwise. I remember everyone was so welcoming and happy to see us; I was greeted with lots of hugs from everyone who met up at my grandma’s house to see us. Once in the house, the wonderful aroma of tacos, enchiladas, rice bean and freshly made tortillas filled my nose