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Personal Narrative: My Class Trip To Costa Rica
Costa Rica When I arrived in Costa Rica I immediately fell in love with it. I had all these ideas running through my head of what it would be like, but once I actually got there, it was better than I had ever imagined. I graduated from Livingstone Adventist Academy and every year the senior class goes to Costa Rica for their senior class trip. Something really special about our school is we make our class trip a mission trip as well. Going to Costa Rica was my first time out of the country and definitely what sparked my want to travel and experience different cultures. The mission part of our trip builds more and more on what the classes before us did. All together, the senior classes before us that have gone have built a church, classroom,

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