Argentina with My Family - My Family Travels

I come from a family whose background is very unique. My mother’s side of the family is from Nicaragua, while my father’s side of the family is from Argentina. I’ve visited both places, but right now I would like to talk about Argentina. That may be a curious thing, but the reason for that is, part of my mom’s family came with us to Argentina, and some of the things we experienced there were too funny to forget. While we were there, my father suggested that we ride the subway. I remember riding the subway for the first time so vividly, my family’s faces, the other people, and most of all the performers. The performers were so talented and funny that we could not turn away from what they were doing, when we arrived at the stop we should have exited the train, we didn’t realize we had arrived until the warning bells began to ring throughout the subway train. My brother, my father, and I all ran off immediately when hearing those bells, but we soon realized that my mother, my grandmother, and my uncle were still on the subway. My mom tried to run out just as the doors were closing, but, the door caught her foot and had her stuck there, if our uncle hadn’t kicked her foot out, we don’t know what would have happened. When our heads became clear and we looked at the subway, we saw our grandmother’s horrified face staring back at us as it drove away. Our uncle and grandmother ended up finding their way back to our hotel, and after we realized everything was ok, we could not stop laughing. After that experience we became traumatized by subways and made sure to watch our exit very carefully. That was just one of the experiences we went thought that made this trip unforgettable. I also remember going to an Argentine farm and learning about the culture and the history of Argentina. At the end of our tour, they provided a dinner and a show. Of course, as always, the man on stage asked for a member of the audience to help him with something, and my uncle starting laughing and yelling for the man to pick my dad. My uncle yelled so loud that the man ended up choosing my very own…uncle! You can imagine the laughter my family went through as my uncle stood near the stage with a smile on his face that showed all of his embarrassment. We neither forgot that day, nor that experience. What I went through in Argentina not only made me laugh and have, fun, but also, made me learn about the different cultures and how they intermixed as my other half of the family gave us their input every step of the way.


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