My greatest family vacation dates back several years ago in 2004. When I was fourteen years old, my family and I packed up our travel supplies and headed for Miami, Florida. We were going on a Carnival cruise to Cozumel, Mexico and we needed to be there bright and early to make it onto the boat and into our cabin by noon, when the boat would set sail.
After a full day of relaxation and fun in the sun, the second day on vacation was for adventure and learning. My family and I had signed up for two activities for the day we spent in Cozumel. One was to be lounging on the famous Passion Island, where they film the Corona beer commercials. It was all fun and games on this island. They had an unlimited, free amount of food there but alas, the drinks we were charged for. That didn’t take away our fun, but sooner than we knew it, it was time to head to our next activity, the catamaran.
A catamaran is a large sailboat, nothing more, nothing less. This is when I learned my first lesson: never wear a tube top shirt without bug repellant in Mexico. Because I was eaten alive, that’s what my dad likes to say. Even though you can’t feel the mosquitoes biting, that doesn’t mean they’re not there and that you won’t feel it the next day. I felt tortured by the itching and irritation until finally they mosquito bites disappeared in a week. Now, my second lesson was this.
If your mother has too much Tequila, which was free by the way, let her go back to the room and not around any innocent five-dollar-jewelry salesman, especially one who doesn’t understand to move when Tequila is being thrown at him. You see, I wanted a necklace, something that I can look back on and remember Cozumel. I was saying earlier that the mosquitoes in Mexico are horrible and appear out of nowhere. Well, one landed on my mother’s arm, and being too drunk to realize it, she did nothing. My father, on the other hand, did see it and whacked her arm to get it to fly away. The arm he whacked was the arm that was attached to the hand with Tequila.
When my dad hit my mom’s arm, her drink flew away from her, hit the salesman, and he proceeded to yell at us, even though we couldn’t understand. We muttered our apologies at him and my dad, my sister Jennifer, and I felt pretty embarrassed by the situation. But not my mom, who continued to laugh about the incident all the way back to our cabin on the boat; since then we watched my mother closely every time there are free drinks.
But still, it’s hard to not look back at the accident without chuckling a little bit. In the end, I bought a necklace which sadly broke when I got home three days later from the trip. Although my little souvenir from Cozumel is gone, I still have the memory of my mother’s drunken acts on my family vacation three summers ago. Learning my lesson about the mosquito bites has greatly helped me too. My parents say that out of everyone in my family, I’m more prone to bug bites than anybody, so I know now to prepare myself when I’m going outside for a long extended period of time. The rest of my family still enjoys the stories from Cozumel, and around my house it’s still considered the greatest family vacation we have ever encountered.
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