Travel Journal: Back to jUSt us

    My brother and cousin our now gone, leaving me and my sister alone with my parents. It's what im actually used to, since my brother left when i was in 1st grade and my sister only left about two years ago. But them leaving also means one other thing...being bored. I mean when my dad asks if we want to go to corner store we run down those stairs like nobody's buisness. I mean its pretty exciting when all you do all day is sit around.SO imagine when he asks if we want to go get icecream; saying we get excited is an understatement.                
     When people visit us, even if its my brother or cousin ( I think my sister is the only exception) we always go out and visit places. But i guess that's over now. Its okay though, no pity for my boring life. I've got my sister, who is pretty good to be bored with. Except for when she hits me....or punches me...or pushes. But other than THAT...well, yeah, i guess its fine.

Travel Journal: Dont take me out

     Normally during vacation my family gets a little crazy about what we eat. During vacation, because my mom doesn’t want to cook at all, (and none of us have any chance of cooking without burning the house down, other than MY delicious quesadillas - _ -) she leaves no other choice but to go out and eat. And EVERY SINGLE vacation I feel like my family WANTS me to die of eating too much.

      It always starts with a simple suggestion of going to eat at La Mar.  Whenever we hear those two inoffensive syllables we are naturally happy. But after about a week the same word makes you want to cry and be happy at the same time.
     Worst thing is that it NEVER stops its constant. Of course for the rest of my family its fine. People like my brother get hungry every two hours. But for me and my sister, every time they talk of going out we try to get out of it.
      Every time we end up going anyways. Worst thing is that normally they ask for platters without consulting us. So when I and my sister are walking back to our table from the bathroom, we see a HUGE plate of samplers and realize its going in the same direction as us.
       Honestly I’m only a tiny bit glad for my siblings to leave. I’m ready to go back to homemade meals. Even if it’s just rice and chicken; that okay with me.
PS: It’s so amazing how I'm writing about food, while everyone else’s travel journal has ACTUAL stories. So I’m sorry, this vacation hasn’t been the best.

Travel Journal: Clear skies

     My vacation so far hasn’t been exactly the most exciting; but today I woke up waiting for nothing more than a good day. Me and my family went all the way up to San Blas today and spent most of the day there. Of course no trip is ever perfect, at least not for me and my family. First of all,  5 in the morning?  I wanted to throw the pillow at my dad for waking me up. I nearly fell asleep in the bathroom.    The driver, ironically called Pacifico, picked us up at our house at about 5:30 and the whole way to San Blas he had on the loudest gospel music. In addition to that, he sang, THE whole way. Thank god for the loudest song on my i-pod and replay button. Other than that the day was good, no rain, clear water and clear skies all the way. I swear I could live at the beach.

San Blas 2011
Me and my sister