Today I went to Habana Vieja, in the east of Havana. At the Plaza de Armas, we stopped at a very small temple that was built to symbolize the place where Havana was founded. Students get in free apparently, even us Americans, as the two guards seemed rather pleased after they heard that we all were “rompiendo...

The words “The End of the World” were engraved on the backs of my eyelids. I was so nervous. I never thought South Sacramento could be so damn far away. After being dropped of by the parents, I met up with Ashley to get a ride to Fresno. Her brother got into the driver’s seat.
“You wanna get...