Its day four in Puebla, Mexico. It was a very sunny day and humidity filled the air. I felt the breeze against my damp face as the open top bus accelerated. My dad, grandma, and my cousin, Daniel, sat in the row to the left of me. We were 1 hour away from our next destination, the middle of nowhere.
I’d always loved being exposed to new cultures and places, so the idea of exploring a rural area in the middle of Mexico ignited a new wanderlust sensation through my body. As we reached closer to our destination, the more mountains that apparard. The views were breathtaking. As the bus abruptly stopped at a red light, my dad inched his way into the seat next to me. “You excited for this tour”? He asked with a grin. I slightly nodded my head, unaware of the actual purpose of our destination. “You know the tour is going to be about the ancient people of the town we are going to and how they built a civilization underground”, my grandma added, aware of the confusion on my face from my fathers last question. My grandma is very intelligent and knows a lot everything, so she rambled on about the history of the ancient civilization until our bus reached our destination. As we departed from the bus, I noticed there was an unusual abandoned carnival to my right and a small, but vibrant city to my left. My grandma asked the bus driver what the quickest way to the tour, but in Spanish. She is the only one out of my dad, cousin, and I, that could fluently speak the language, therefore she is the only reason how we are surviving in a foreign country. I only know enough spanish to understand some words as I eavesdrop in conversations. The walk from the bus to the tour is longer than I thought it would be. As my family and I entered, our tour guide began the tour. Our guide solemnly speaks spanish, which is no surprise, so throughout the tour I choose to leave my headphones in and simply admire the artifacts. After an hour or two, the tour was finally finished. As my family departed from the group of people and made our way outside, I quickly noticed something interesting. A gigantic hill was to right of the museum, and many locals of the town were climbing it. The hill was so massive it overlooked the whole city, as well as 2 other neighboring cities surrounding us. Curiosity flooded my body. I knew I had to look at the view from the top of the hill. “Hey dad, could we possibly climb to the top of the hill”, I asked while tapping his shoulder. I realized he was also admiring the hills greatness in size, so he nods his head and we start our climb. It was around 4:00 o’clock in the afternoon ,and the bus to go back to Puebla leaves at 4:20. My dad and I are trudging up this hill with immense swiftness to try to make it back in time. We feel the summer heat against our skin, but we do not slow down. With our shoes digging into the dirt with each climb, we have made it to the top. The legs of both my dad and I both simultaneously collapse out of exhaust. I lift my head up to admire the view, and it was nothing like I have ever seen before. At this moment, I was on top of the world. I get up off the ground, forgetting about the soreness in my legs, and walk to the edge of the hill. The wind was piercing my ears, but I was distracted by the beauty of the country to even acknowledge it. The colorful buildings were so vibrant and unique from the viewpoint of the hill. I took a deep breath in, trying to make each millisecond of this moment last. We are so small compared to the vastness of Earth. In these few moments of admiration, I realize how much of the world I must see before my time on Mother Earth is up. “The world is full of wonderful things you haven't seen yet. Don't ever give up on the chance of seeing them”. -J.K. Rowling. From this moment on, this will be the quote I will live by forever. By: Maddie Hewitt - 10th grade
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
Madeline PowersI am a NC sophomore, with a passion for writing and photography. I plan to study at NYU and get a degree in journalism. I hope to one day become a travel journalist. Archives
March 2018
Categories
|