I was very tense about going to this place, I didn’t know much Spanish .It was hard for me to understand ,but as days went on , my mom translated Spanish to English for me ,now I understood what people were saying,

  I was ready to go on the bus,but the problem was that I had to sit with my greedy old brother for the next 29 hours pestering me and and hearing his roaring snores when he’s asleep.

29 hours have past, and we finally came to Mexico to see my family. 2 days past and it was my cousins Quincenera. We were getting ready for the party and I was forced to put on a hideous salmon colored dress. After  putting on the dress,we we went in a green taxi and drove us to church. After church we went to the party. The party had waiters that gave us delicious food I never tried before. After a long time of waiting for the dance to come on, my mom wanted to dance, I didn’t but my cousin dragged me over to the dance floor. I tried to escape but they caught me and dragged me again and again, but other than that I had a great time. Even if you haven’t met your family in a long time you can still always have fun with them.