Growing up as a child, I remember looking forward to every summer vacation, when my family and I would all go to Mexico for a couple of weeks. I remember that my dad would wake us up the day we were leaving at around 5 a.m. and we would all pack our stuff in our van. We would head out on our way within an hour. The trip took a long time, 2 days to be exact, but when you're little nothing really matters. You can be in a van on a road trip for days and as long as you have something to be entertained with, time flies by fast.
On our way to Mexico, I can remember my mom and dad pointing out things along the road to keep us entertained for a while. We would stop at places like Arizona, and we'd buy a little bag that you could fill up with as many pretty rocks as you could. …
