My Experience At The Los Angeles Locos Hotel

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I’ll always remember the joy the Los Angeles Locos Hotel brought me in Mexico. I never would’ve thought the trip would consist such excitement. The night we saw sea turtles laying eggs, going horseback riding on the beach, and watching a stormy day. Leaving was the hard part, the people I’ll never forget. Waking to the noise of the people’s morning gatherings, drifting to sleep as the ocean waves collided with the sand. My grandmother woke me one morning to tell me where our trip would lie this month. She revealed the location and I started jumping all around the room, especially excited after finding out what activities would be included. A week later I struggled to sleep, familiar with the feeling of too much excitement. The kind a…show more content…
The ocean was so beautiful and blue. It seemed to never end and it was widely open. I walked back inside and admired the two beds, the way they were made and the orange ribbon in the middle of each bed. We put our luggage away and spent the first day by the pool, exploring the resort. Soon it was dark and we were walking on the beach. We noticed colorful lights coming from a small glass building up close to a mountain. Curiously we walked up the path of stairs, we entered what looked like a club. Once me and my friend Daniel saw the male strippers in neon underwear we ran back outside laughing our butts off. We walked back towards the center of the resort and saw that they were having a party. There were chairs all around, the room filled with people. There were seniors, young adults, regular adults, and occasionally a child. They were playing games and laughing. We found open seats and sat down, joining them laughing at the people 's attempts to play charades. At 2 am we headed back to the hotel room and got some rest because the next day was already planned, and we’d need energy for all that was going to happen. We all woke up early to see the sunrise and got ready for an eventful day. We walked down the beach to see the seagulls and fishermen. I asked one of the fisherman if I could feed the seagulls and he gave me three enormous handfuls of fish. I was throwing the fish at the seagulls, trying to make sure I was being fair and equal. They crowded me eagerly and I

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