Personal Narrative: My Trip To New Mexico

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I was so excited my family and I were going to Albuquerque in New Mexico!!! We were packing although not a lot of stuff because we were planning to stay there only two days. We finished packing up our stuff then headed to the car. Once we were all settled in the car my dad started driving it was going to be a long drive. It seemed like we were in the car for hours but we were in Amarillo which meant that it had only past like about forty minutes. Mom told my dad she was hungry I was so excited that she had said that because I was starving too.So we went to go buy some tacos at a Mexican food restaurant. The tacos were delicious the meat looked so good kind of greasy then I took a bite yum!! My dad was trying to eat on the way out I told

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