Mexico : My Experience To Travel To Mexico

Mexico is a country which is rich in its cultural heritage and has its own historical significance. It has a warm and welcoming heart. People there are quite friendly and hospitable except for some now. Mexico is bordered by the United States to the north and Belize and Guatemala to the southeast. It is about one-fifth of the size of the United States. Mexiico features from the swamp to desert, tropical lowland jungle to high alphine vegetation. According to the World Tourism Organization, Mexico has been one of the countries who are traditionally among the most visited countries in the world. The most notable attractions are the Meso-American ruins, cultural festivals, colonial cities, natural reserves, and the beach resorts. It also has a unique and temperate climate, which make it an attractive destination. The culture of Mexico developed during the 19th and 20th centuries. The Spanish arrival and colonization brought Roman Catholicism to the country, which is

There are so much delicious foods in my heritage culture Mexico. Like there are tacos that me and my family eat so often. We mostly eat them on Tuesdays. I think? There are also tamales we eat but we only eat the beef kind. The last food is really important to me it's quesadillas because my family and I eat it 3 times a week cause it’s so delicious. The other thing that connects to me is activities that we do.

Waving goodbye from the backseat of the car, as we pull out of my parent’s driveway. Looking out the window at the oddly, white shaped clouds. Thinking, I had never been away from my parents and my younger sister for so long, even though it was only for two weeks. I was excited and scared all at once, but I wasn’t too thrilled about the whole 29-hour drive there. Hoping that the trip would go well and nothing bad will happen to us.

I was born in Dallas, Texas but when I was 3 years old I was taken to my parents’ home country, Mexico. My mother took my younger sister and me to Mexico while my father stayed in the United States and worked to provide for us. I spend 6 years in Mexico and I went to school there. I had an amazing childhood in the place my parents were born and had the opportunity to grow up around my family and culture. I became a fond lover of the traditions and the peaceful life of what I consider my country. I have many amazing memories from living in Mexico. The way everything called for a celebration where everyone was invited. The dedication that every festival I attended showed. Simply all the traditions that even when I live miles away from Mexico have stuck with me, things I still celebrate with my family every year. I love to be able to call myself Mexican American and to be able to share my parents. My love for Mexican culture plays a role in my decision to want to go to Spain. I want to see where some of the customs I know originated from and see where my ancestors came from.

Throughout my upbringing, my mother, an immigrant herself, has always shared he passion of traveling with me. She continuously encouraged me to explore and understand other cultures. As a child, I traveled to her home country, Ecuador, where the culture is extremely different. She took me to all different parts of the country, immersing me in the different cultures of the coast and the mountains, taking me to small villages and local markets. In addition, on my 8th birthday, my family and I explored Europe. We traveled to England, France, Italy, and Switzerland. Even at such a young age, I was eager to try all the different types of cuisine, learn a few words and phrases in each language, and visit local museums and monuments. In addition, to Europe, I also had the opportunity to explore Central America, exploring the pyramids in Mexico and …. Unfortunately, as I grew up, traveling abroad became more difficult as my school schedule and my parents work schedules became more demanding. I have always desired to expand my knowledge on different cultures and countries, especially in my mother’s homeland of South America. I would love to become more in touch with my heritage and learn more about the different cultures and people of South America.

I come from a Mexican family that never forgets about their traditions and foods. My sisters and I grew up with my parents always cooking Mexican food for the holidays, but when my cousin married a Guatemalan lady, Virginia, she introduced us to her food. When we first tried her tamales we didn't really know what to expect. I guess since I was used to my mom's tamales I expected them to taste the same. Well, I was wrong. To begin with the Guatemalan were a lot smaller than the tamales I was used to. Tasting the Guatemalan tamales was a moment I would call life changing because that's when I realized that even though their food and ours have similar names they won't all be the same. Every food that

Before I came to Oaxaca, I had no idea what to expect. I knew very little about Mexico besides the typical stereotypes and some vague ideas about immigration, drug cartels, and Aztec pyramids. So my stay here in Oaxaca has most definitely been an eye-opening experience. Not only has Expediciones Sierra Norte allowed me to gain some much-needed experience in the field that I hope to work in some day, but I have also learned a lot about community structures and lifestyles that are alternative to the individualist, capitalist model that predominates in western industrialized society. More than anything, I’ve learned that Mexico is not a homogenous culture but an amalgamation of opposite ideas: old and new, tradition and modernity, indigenous

The first time I set foot in Mexico was when I was four years old, with my uncle and cousins. We had gone to see the circus, but at that time my parents didn’t understand how important it was for me to have a

Returning to Mexico after seventeen years of living in the United States gave me an overwhelming sense of nostalgia. Walking down the streets of San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, had a familiar feel, like being home. San Cristobal de las Casas, which is a relatively small city in the highlands of Chiapas, is plagued with poverty rooted in its colonial history. Many streets bustle with people from all over the world near the zocalo, which is a public plaza in the center of the city filled with coffee shops, intellectuals, indigenous children, and adults. As you walk by you can overhear people speaking in unfamiliar languages. While sitting outside at a coffee shop I became

Everything was so new and yet so familiar. Places I have seen and places I have not. A new and funny feeling swam through my body unsure what to think about this feeling. Never felt it before, and I somehow knew it wouldn’t be that last.

This summer I lived in Oaxaca, Mexico, an unbelievably beautiful and cultured town, for six weeks. There were so many different types of people. There were so many different types of everything, actually. The customs were very abnormal to me. The stores greatly varied from each other and the ones here. The styles in Oaxaca and the styles in The States are about as different as night and day. It was all, well, foreign to me.

After landing in Mexico and meeting up with the people I would be working with during a three-day mission trip, we were crammed into a bus and spent the next two hours getting to know each other. We were there to build homes for a multitude of families in the town of Xochimilco, Mexico. When we arrived late in the afternoon, we were led to an empty school where we would spend our nights. Sleeping on the floor next to school lockers with bugs buzzing in my ears in a country I did not know well was an interesting experience to say the least—but that was just the beginning. At dawn, the real work began and so did a change in my thinking that had a dramatic effect on my perspectives about life.

This summer I had the pleasure of traveling to the state of Jalisco in Mexico. Although I had been there many times throughout my childhood, I only now have begun to see the world through different eyes. When I was younger I would appreciate the beauty I saw in my many journeys to various unique places; but now as a maturing young adult, I not only see the outer beauty, but the people who inhabit these lands.

I was raised in what is now one of the most dangerous cities in all of Mexico. Before the violence started occurring, it was a great place. It still is. We had everything that people could think of. It is a very industrialized city that has moved away from traditional lifestyles in the past couple of decades. The outskirts of the city are not the nicest but they are filled with traditional lifestyles that the public has walked away from in the past years. You will find the tarahumaras, some of the natives in the area, living a very simple and traditional life. There you will find some of the most beautiful handmade crafts. You will find some of the best Mexican food. You will find dialects that are slowly starting to disappear from the Spanish

What lays ahead of you is something you have never seen before. The sun rises over the deep, interconnected canyons all while giving you a clear view of the Barrancas del Cobre (copper canyon). The mountain walls give off coppery tones as you ride El Chepe. How is it that just now you decided to travel to Mexico? The whole trip has been an eye-opening experience. A vacation to Mexico was the perfect way to rewind your overwhelming life. Traveling actually started thousands of years ago and the Romans are credited for structuring modern tourism. However, nowadays traveling is usually down as a way to relax and not mostly for religious purposes. Traveling to Mexico is a fun activity that anyone can do. There are so many upsides to visiting a foreign country. Their stress levels decrease, happiness increases, and they become more creative. One gets to experience a different culture, scenery, and people when visiting this remarkable country.