Mazhatlan Mexico
Palm trees, long beaches, rolling waves, spicy Mexican food, margaritas, and relaxing in the hot sun is what people generally think of when they hear Mazatlan, Mexico. However, a person who has actually stepped off the airplane and felt the hot humid Mexican air blast them in the face would tell you differently. Mazatlan, Mexico is a place with beautiful beaches, however off of the beaches, it's a city of poverty filled with people trying to survive.When our airplane was landing, I couldn't believe my eyes. I wondered, "Where's the beach?" I even wondered, "Where's the airport?" When we had safely landed, we were instructed in both Spanish and English to exit the plane. Instead of walking into a hallway, like most airports, we walked straight down the airplane steps onto the hot cement. Immediately, I could feel the difference in the air I breathed, the temperature I felt, and the surrounding environment. The Mexican air was hot, thick, and moist. When I looked around, all I could see was dirt, dry weeds, a couple of palm trees, the cement from the landing area, and the airport, which was a small, older looking building. It seemed as though we dragged our heavy luggage along the hot
On another occasion, I was taking a walk down the beach when I noticed a small wooden ramshackle area to my left. Inside the small area, which was about the size of a closet, were a mother and her two children lying in the sand. This appeared to me as their house. The father was fishing in front of their house. He had fishing line wrapped around his hand so tightly that it looked as though it might be cutting off his circulation. The fishing line stretched from his hand to the ocean. When he caught a fish, he would have to wrap the line back around his hand and pull the fish in by hand. They relied on this fishing technique as their source of food. Again, I realized the poverty of Mexico. cement for what seemed like a mile until we finally reached the doors entering the airport. When I walked inside I felt no temperature change. It was still very hot and humid because they had no air conditioning. The atmosphere smelled like mildew. As I looked around, I noticed that the chair I would be sitting in for the next hour was made of silver bars with a thin piece of leather laid across the top. I later realized that they were very uncomfortable. In just a couple of minutes, I found out just how poor their country was compared to ours. It didn't seem like the rich tourist city that everyone had made it out to be. Seeing the small airport without air conditioning, the vendors that were desperate to make a sale, the small wooden ramshackle homes, the hard workers, and the Mexican market, has given me a whole new perspective of Mazatlan, Mexico. If you were to take away the beautiful beaches, swimming pools, restaurants, the delicious food, and the activities, you would find the true Mazatlan, Mexico to be a city of poverty filled with people trying to survive. There aren't very many tourists during the summer months because the weather is very hot and humid. The vendors on the streets, in the market, the cab drivers, and even the waiters at the restaurant were desperate for money. The beaches are gorgeous. The water is a bright turquoise blue and the sand is brownish white. At sunset, the sky turns red and orange and you c
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Approximate Pages = 6 (250 words per page double spaced)
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