My first international airport, I don't remember much about security or the airport itself. I do remember taking off, rising higher as my heart starts to beat faster, as well as my feet flying upOkumaya devam et
My first international airport, I don't remember much about security or the airport itself. I do remember taking off, rising higher as my heart starts to beat faster, as well as my feet flying upOkumaya devam et
Our first stop in Mexico wasn't much, we headed straight for the bus station. I remember feeling like the ride took forever, once we were out of the city it was dry and muted. But I was excited to seeOkumaya devam et
When we arrived, the bus dropped us off at the bottom of the hill. We walked the couple miles before we reached the top.
A beautiful community was nestled to the side of the hill, our family hasOkumaya devam et
A photo my father took in the late 90’s, I remember going into the church at a young age. Feeling slightly uncomfortable from the decor and murals, but interested at the same time. I vividlyOkumaya devam et
We arrived back into Mexico City, my uncle lives here and we were in town for a wedding. I spent most of my time at the local corner store eating a lot of the local foods and candy. When I wasn'tOkumaya devam et