Narrative Essay On A Trip To Mexico

Growing up in an area with a large Mexican community I never really understood how much my culture means to me. I grew up with the stories my dad and grandfather would tell me about my ancestors. My people were the raiders from the hills of Mexico City and that we were a family of warriors. I never held much weight to the warrior part of my grandfather’s stories but I did know that my great grandfather was a fighter. He left Mexico and rode the train up to Denton Texas and sold tamales on the square his entire life. He fought to give my grandfather a better life here. I don’t talk about my dad’s side of the family much, in this day in age being seen as white has more advantages than being seen as Mexican. This thought changed as I came to

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.

My family and I have gone on many vacations to a lot of locations around the world. The worst trip I’ve ever taken was my trip to the Mayan Riviera in Mexico. This trip was so unenjoyable to me because right from the get go things weren’t looking good for me; when we arrived in Mexico it was raining and very windy. Even so, when we got to the resort and checked in, I found that the lock on my hotel room door was broken and I was unable to get into my room. It took hours for the hotel staff to figure out what was wrong and fix it. The next five days were sunny and warm but unfortunately it was still too windy to do any water activities like scuba diving. Which really aggravated me because earlier in the summer I had spent

Like every other teenager my winter breaks are usually boring and I don’t do anything, but this break was the best one yet. My parents decided to take us on a trip that I have been dreaming for since I was 10 , they took us to Cancun , Mexico. I had been dying for this day , it was a dream come true. After a 4 hour flight I just wanted to eat and be on the beach but when we landed our car rental was waiting to be picked up and I was getting so impatient. Finally after 30 minutes of paperwork and waiting we were headed out of the airport to our hotel room. As soon as we got our hotel room I showered and watched tv , when I was watching tv I accidently fell asleep for 3 hours . I woke up at 7 and the sun was already setting , I was so mad because if I went to the

We had been waiting for this trip for years. Every 5 years we go on a trip to someplace fun. When five years passed after our trip to disneyland we were all waiting to go on some other adventure. I had done this twice, but 2 things about our trip this year were special.

During the summer my family and me went on vacation to mexico to see my grandma at her house it took us 2 days to get to her town is mexico when we got there is was 11 at night my uncle opened the garage door to let us in when we got off the car my grandma opened the door to let us in her house she gave everyone a hug the her and my mom started to cook food for everyone. After everyone got their suitcases out of the car and took them to there room my mom and dad slept in one room, my sister and her daughter slept in another room and my nephew and me slept in the living room. The next day my dad showed me around the town he grew up in where his other family members who lived there, and his aunt who owns a store on the corner of the street. When

Every year I go to Mexico, during spring break and summer. It's always relaxing laying on the beach or going on a nice refreshing swim in the 70 degree water. It was an average day down in mexico during the summer of 2017; I remember my family and I relaxing at home after a long day on the boat. I was feeding the street dog because I could tell she was either having puppies, or already had puppies. She was starving to death, her ribs were showing, I knew I had to help her. I started feeding her three times a day so she could start producing milk if she’s already had the puppies; or so she could keep the puppies healthy while she was still pregnant. A few days later I walked outside to feed her, and I hear whimpering like the sound newborn puppies

Personally, I live in a state that has little wilderness, mountaintown's, forest, etc., therefore, it has been a lifelong dream of mine to have the availability to not only visit the three states that I have chosen but to also take my children to experience this with me. Due to having family who lives in Wyoming and Montana luckily they are so kind to share photos of both states with my children and me. However, I do not have family living in New Mexico, although I was lucky enough in high school to have a friend move from New Mexico and allowed me to see many pictures, nonetheless, this has been a dream of mine to someday make it to New Mexico.

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.

Currently, as stated above, our children are of ages five and nine. They truly are inextricable towards their father. Fernando Jr. Is currently in 3rd grade at elementary school. He is a very smart child and has a huge heart. On the other hand, Melissa, is truly full of energy, excitement, and is exceptionally intelligent. I know that as a mother, if I have to be away for awhile, it would be devastating for me. It would make me feel angered, anxious, and of course depressed. I would never want to come home to my kids not being able to greet their father like they usually do, with hugs and kisses. Also, knowing that I will not be able to have the financial support of my husband will devastate me. Currently my husband and I are employed. I am

Last summer before school started my sister and I were told that we were going on a trip to Ute Lake in New Mexico. We had never been to New Mexico before, so we were super excited. We were told that we were taking my dad's cousin's jet ski with us. My sister and I could not wait to go to New Mexico.

For the past three years, I have spent two weeks of my Summer break in the city of Espanola, New Mexico. According to KRQE News 13, Espanola is allegedly the most dangerous city in New Mexico, with one out of nine people having a severe chance of becoming a victim of a crime. The children of Espanola are the ones most affected by the devastating crimes taking place in their city every single day. Although we may come to believe that the one out of nine people is nothing more than a simple statistic, those numbers include the only family that these young kids have. Grandparents, parents, and aunts/uncles, cousins, brothers and sisters.

My family was going through a really hard time during that time. My father was not able to provide enough money to sustain all nine of us, and me being the only man out of the nine of us, I felted the responsibility to help him out. During that time, one of my uncles was planning to crossed to United States and so I crossed with him”. I followed by asking him how old was he when he immigrated and if his parents supported his decision. He began to count from the year he was born to the year he immigrated, “eighteen” he said, and “no, my parents didn’t not support my decision but I didn’t listen to them”. As the interview kept going I was engaging more and more to know about Jose’s life. I followed and asked him of his expectations of the United States and if he found what he was expecting. He answered my question by telling me that he expected what all immigrants expect of the U.S. He expected a change in his lifestyle and he expected better job opportunities, and the chance to help his family in Mexico. As to if he had found what he expected, he replied, “Si(Yes)”, this because of the freedom and the ability to change a lifestyle that the United States provide to immigrants. Jose also mentioned that he was able to help his family economically. I than asked him if there was anything that made him feel connected to his homeland culture and if so what was it. Jose answer my question by stating that on his arrival to the United States, he

“Ready as I’ll ever be” I whispered as I look at April very flustered. I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest. I’m not sure if I was excited or scared that I was finally going to be able to do everything my brother and I have dreamed about since we were about six years old. Stepping onto the plane to Mexico very difficult seeing that I haven’t been out of my house for about two years.

As my eyes lit up like the fourth of July, I stood with my feet stuck to the ground, and my nerves tingle with happiness because of how marvelous it was. I didn't know a Mexico resort could be so nice.