It was that time again. Time for the Garcia Family Reunion. Only this time it wouldn’t be hosted in big city home sweet home San Antonio, Texas but in small town Fenville, Michigan. This meant one thing, family vacation! Actually, a number of family members took advantage of the travel and decided to stop in Chicago first. My family is large in number, and thankfully we’re all very close. My grandparents had 10 children, all of which now have their own families. The challenge was how we were all going transport ourselves over there. It turns out there would be about 40 of us who all booked the same flight into Chicago. Imagine that! The family became creative and decided that those of us who were flying together would wear the same color t-shirt with a number on it. Each family member had a number on the back of their shirt. We did this for fun. Only to puzzled travelers and turn heads. So imagine, being at an airport and seeing a larger group of people all in the same colored shirt with a number on their back. What would you think? Well, some asked what the occasion was, others just stared at us, and some even asked to take pictures of us numbered 1-40! I was number 36 in the group.
We flew to Chicago, Illinois for 3 days and 2 nights before our final destination in Michigan. When we landed in Chicago it was extremely hot, it almost felt worse than Texas. We stayed in a high class hotel. One in which most probably thought we didn’t belong. We went site-seeing and used subways, buses and walking to travel from point A to point B. While in Chicago, we visited “the beach” or what we would call a lake. Because we have so many family members, we experienced a lot of disagreements. As a family who is extremely close, we tried to stay together during our travel but this was difficult because everybody had different interests. So we decided that every family would venture on their own schedule. Some planned a time and place for dinner and whoever wanted to join would. In a smaller group we experienced a few obstacles. . We got lost, we waited at bus stops for a while, and if we didn’t take the subway, we walked what seemed to be forever.
Did you know that Chicago isn’t really a “windy city” as they refer to it as? It wasn’t windy until Michigan. Our final destination. In Michigan, we visited Fennville, Holland, Douglas, and Saugatuck. These cities were minutes away from each other, and this is where our family reunion took place. Our family reunion was a lot of fun, I learned we have more family than I thought we did. Spending time with my family while experiencing another domestic culture was not only a wonderful experience for me but it meant a lot. I was able to bond with my extended family and hear stories about my aunts and uncle’s childhood. I was reminded how important my family is, and how much they mean to me. I learned that patience can be helpful. Whether it is that you be patient at the red light or to have patience with yourself. Patience is the greatest of all virtues.
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