'My Trip to El Salvador'

' wiz of my favorite(a) aff gentle windes to do in life is travel. Its an un managely way to view nearly opposite cultures, meet reinvigorated people, and broaden your horizons. One of the cultures that I was sufficient to experience in a y kayoedhful misstep was the Salvadorian culture, my saves homeland. I didnt endure sort of what to enquire. I did expect Salvadorian life to be somewhat disparate. However, I was surprised at just how various it was. Traveling to another(prenominal) country has given up me a brisk perspective on a different culture in relations to mine.\nIt was August, 2010 when we took our family trip to my married mans homeland. It was my first duration visiting El Salvador and I was very nervous and scare. I had heard a lot of different rumors about El Salvador and didnt know what to believe. My husband did not know a good deal both since he had swelled up in the states. This was his first while going suffer since childhood. The only thing he could look on about El Salvador was, that it was extremely sulfurous and the temperatures reached about carbon degrees or more.\nThe rush was quite relaxing, we didnt make too more than turbulence and we were open to get to El Salvador in about 3 hours. As the aeroplane was fashioning its approach I remember facial expression through the windowpane and witnessing an incredible view. It was a sunny day with bright blueness skies, and the scenery looked like it was out of a tourist guide. I could even think some clouds congregation at the top off of a masses in the distance. It actually turned out to be a volcano called El Volcan de San Vicente. When the plane eventually came to a bear the captain announce over the intercom, Bienvenidos a San Salvador. As I got out of the airplane and stepped into the jetway the first thing I entangle was a waving of warm air and the smell of wise soil; that reminded me of a strawberry call down I formerly visited in Fl orida. As we walked through the aerodrome to get our luggage, I began to notice how much different this baffle was from what I was delectation to. We we... '