I’ve actually been here before when I was like two, but as I grow older and see my cousins continually travelling back “home,” I just get so jealous because I don’t even remember what it was like. Year after year, my parents promise that we’ll go but then some financial difficulty comes up and then the trip gets shifted. It’s really good to go when your in school (before college), and also with your family. I’m almost a senior in HS and still haven’t gone! I’m trying to get my parents to get to saving money so we can go and my brothers can experience it too but I don’t know. It just sucks.