Personal Narrative: A Trip To Vietnam

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Summer, 2005 was the first time I stepped foot on my own native country Vietnam.. I had to say Vietnam at that time was so humid. Stepping off the plane, you can already feel the humidity blasting in your face. “Wow! Why is it so hot?” I exclaimed.
` I’ll admit the heat was crazy, but we had to endure it in order to see our relatives coming. After waiting for several minutes my mother finally caught sight of my aunt, uncle, and my 3 cousins in sight. They looked like they were in their 40s and the young ones looked like they were in their teens. I would've thought they would be a little older than that but I was wrong. As I was looking at them my mother ran toward them with a glimpse of happiness as she jumped into each other arms.
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I hope we will be having a lot of adventures in the next several weeks.”
Looking at me with sincere she nodded her head and led us to her car. I thought to myself what can go wrong in these next few weeks in Vietnam, when we are going on tours and visiting our relatives.
However, I was wrong. I should've never underestimated the unexpected.
After weeks of amazing trips it was almost time for my family to head home. It was only a few days till our flight. So our family decided to throw a little goodbye party because we don't know when we will get the opportunity to visit this country. We decided to head out to a nice penthouse restaurant that is near a beautiful and glistening lake. Later when we arrived, we were all dressed up in our most formal way as possible. Once we were seated at a table I couldn’t stay still. I was intrigued by the lake and wanted to go check it out badly.
Pleadingly I asked my mother, “Mommy can I go out to the lake a little bit while you are ordering.”
“If you want to, ask your brother t tae you.” said my mother.
Looking down at my toes, I tapped them together and mumbled, “I wanna go with my cousins though. They could take me out

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