This winter break I went to mexico to visit all of my moms family. We went to Sinaloa at a city called Navolato, I haven't been there since I was 11 years old my mom said we could not go because there was a lot of drug cartels at war with the police and she did not want us caught in the middle of anything. So we finally went. We traveled there on bus, my dad took us to the bus station in Santa Ana. It was a 25 hour ride, my ipod made it all of the way. Once we finally got there it felt like I was just there a couple of days ago it didn't even feel like we had been away for years. At nights we would hear cars riding down the street really fast and we would hear gun shots. On christmas morning a body was found on the outside of the city, so at least we know we weren't safe out at night. All i would be doing over there was play video games, watch TV, play soccer with my cousins and eat, I think I got fat while I was over there. On the night before he had to come back I was walking to the store around 6 and it was starting to get dark, an old lady was in front of me and did not know that any one was around, there was a gun shot in the distance maybe like on the other side of the block, the lady got scared and as soon as she stepped on the curb she farted, instead of being scared I laughed and finally found out there was some one behind her you could totally tell she was embarrassed. That had made my night maybe even the whole trip.