I step out of the airport leaving the cool air conditioning behind, a rush of the humid breeze hit my face causing a unique sort of discomfort throughout my skin and body. The air outside didn’t make me feel like I was in a different country, but a different planet. From the distance, I could hear the honking of busy cars trying to get their destination. The sudden change of the environment made me feel uneasy. I helped my mom get the suitcases that felt like they weighed a thousands pounds each into the trunk. I sat down in the car finally getting some feels-like-I’m-in-Antarctica-but-it’s-just-air-conditioning breeze blowing again. My grandpa started talking to me while adjusting his mirror so I could see the large grin spread across his face. I was too tired to
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During the last two days of the trip, we went around visiting some cousins that lived further away. Maybe it was because I was older, but I started to find a lot of common interests between my cousins and I. It was a week that just kept filling with memories whether it was going out or just sitting at home. I remembered how I didn’t want to come cause I thought I’d be bored out of my mind since all my cousins aren’t even my age. But instead, I had one of best weeks of my life. I realized that spending time with family is like being with your best friends. You can spend an infinite amount of hours, yet you can still have something to laugh about or talk about with them. I guess it doesn’t really matter where you are, but who you are with. You can enjoy being stranded in some deserted island if you’re with someone you like. Instead of being home for winter break, I’m glad I got to spend it with my family. Time passed quickly as the time to head back home quickly approached us. As the day came upon us to leave, everyone was heavy-hearted. We loaded the car to the airport as if we were slugs so we could never make it to the airport. We weren’t homesick anymore, but the opposite. We never wanted to
During the last two days of the trip, we went around visiting some cousins that lived further away. Maybe it was because I was older, but I started to find a lot of common interests between my cousins and I. It was a week that just kept filling with memories whether it was going out or just sitting at home. I remembered how I didn’t want to come cause I thought I’d be bored out of my mind since all my cousins aren’t even my age. But instead, I had one of best weeks of my life. I realized that spending time with family is like being with your best friends. You can spend an infinite amount of hours, yet you can still have something to laugh about or talk about with them. I guess it doesn’t really matter where you are, but who you are with. You can enjoy being stranded in some deserted island if you’re with someone you like. Instead of being home for winter break, I’m glad I got to spend it with my family. Time passed quickly as the time to head back home quickly approached us. As the day came upon us to leave, everyone was heavy-hearted. We loaded the car to the airport as if we were slugs so we could never make it to the airport. We weren’t homesick anymore, but the opposite. We never wanted to