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Personal Narrative : The Great Parnassus Essay

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I bet at least once in everyone’s life their parents have told them not to talk to strangers, or not to trust people you don’t know. I followed these rules very well, except for last spring break when I went to Mexico. For some reason, I was open to meeting anyone and everyone on that resort. It was probably because I was with some of my best friends that I knew for over four years, so I was comfortable. I went down there with a group of about thirty people and stayed at a resort called the Great Parnassus. This resort looked like a huge skyscraper with a hollowed out inside, which was where all the restaurants and amenities were. The back side of the resort was connected to the beach where one could swim or relax by the ocean. In between the beach and the back of the resort were a couple of swimming pools, bars, and a buffet. It was an average resort, but what really made it special was the people. For some unknown reason, we blindly trusted the local Mexicans and some of the other tourists we met at the resort which ended up doing us more bad than good. Ever since that trip I haven’t been able to trust a stranger in another country. On the first night, we went out to the karaoke bar where we met the first group of interesting people on our trip. The bar was relatively small, probably a little smaller than the size of a tennis court with a couple pool tables and dining tables on one side, a dance floor on the other, and the bar ran along the back wall. We met a couple of

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