Personal Narrative: My Journey To Mexico
Good Evening, Good Morning or Good Night you are about to read my story on how I traveled to the U.S.I had decided to leave Costa Rica and head for the states. I told my family of the journey I was taking only a day before I left. At this moment things aren't looking good economically for my family and my new family. I don't know what to expect but I know at the end things will look good and take a turn for the better. I'll be taking a plane from Costa Rica to Mexico and start my journey from there. I landed in Mexico and now started the journey to the U.S. I first arrive and make my way to a Hotel only for a couple hours as I waited to meet the other guys.Little did I know that it would be 19 of us all men no women nor children. We all met and our Coyote took us to the border.
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After the third day of sleeping on the ground in a mountain we began to loose hope of ever crossing and completing the American dream. With no filtered water and a tomato and onion sandwich that the coyote would bring us everyday,once a day we started to lose weight fast. We were all scared and were told to not move from where we where, an open mountain area with a stream close by. We did not shower for 7 days nor brush our teeth. On the 8th day ,the time was now 1am and we crossed the Rio Grande. One by one they sat us on a truck tire and from the other side pull us to shore by a rope tied to the tire. We finally all safely crossed the Rio Grande. Once we crossed we walked three hours though mountain/ desert terrain until we finally approached a van where all 19 of is where expected to fit in.Not only was it us 19 but also the two Coyotes driving and passenger in the van. The entire ride took of all of 9 hours to California. When we arrived at our next location I sooned realized it belonged to and elder Costa Rican Woman. The elder had a full course meal on the fire waiting for
After the third day of sleeping on the ground in a mountain we began to loose hope of ever crossing and completing the American dream. With no filtered water and a tomato and onion sandwich that the coyote would bring us everyday,once a day we started to lose weight fast. We were all scared and were told to not move from where we where, an open mountain area with a stream close by. We did not shower for 7 days nor brush our teeth. On the 8th day ,the time was now 1am and we crossed the Rio Grande. One by one they sat us on a truck tire and from the other side pull us to shore by a rope tied to the tire. We finally all safely crossed the Rio Grande. Once we crossed we walked three hours though mountain/ desert terrain until we finally approached a van where all 19 of is where expected to fit in.Not only was it us 19 but also the two Coyotes driving and passenger in the van. The entire ride took of all of 9 hours to California. When we arrived at our next location I sooned realized it belonged to and elder Costa Rican Woman. The elder had a full course meal on the fire waiting for