My youth group and I went to Mexico the summer of my freshmen year. We were curious how the trip would turn out at first. But by the end, we were happy with the decision we chose. It was amazing on the way to Mexico because I had never flown. Many things were unusual, like how they drive in the cities, what they drive, their living environment, and what they wear. Even their houses were startling to me by what they do in order to keep strangers out of their property. I saw many unbelievable things while I was on a mission trip with my church.
             First, we started off by going to the Tulsa International Airport. We said our good-byes and then we got on our plane. Since I had never been on a plane before, I had been looking forward to flying for a long time. The great thing was that the first plane I flew in was a small one that held about thirty people. It took an astonishing forty-five minutes to get to Dallas, Texas; I really enjoyed the speed and acceleration from the plane. We got on a larger plane and flew from Dallas to Mexico City, Mexico. Once we got to Mexico City, we had to stay there a couple of hours waiting on a bus to take us to Pueblo City, Pueblo. As soon as we got on the bus, I experienced the driving madness of Mexico. While on the bus, I could reach out of the window and literally put my hand on the window of the other buses next to us without leaning over. Another weird thing about Mexico was the kind of vehicles they drove. It seemed every one of them from Volkswagen vans, to Volkswagen Bugs, to all types of buses that were yellow taxis.
             After all the experiences of driving, we arrived at our house where we would be sleeping. There we met our host family. The house where I stayed had no carpet anywhere. It was two stories high with one bathroom. It seemed ever since they had been there, they were doing some sort of construction. When we took a shower, we could only run the
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