Mexico? MexiNO!

I only looked for programs in Mexico. That's it. Done.
Selling necklaces on the beach in my calling.

Mom: "Mija, they just raised the travelers warning in Mexico to a yellow."
Me: "Oh. Ok."
Mom: "Well, I have also been reading about border towns, and the crime rate has risen so much."
Me: "Ok"
Mom: "YOU CAN'T GO MIJA! WE DON'T HAVE THE MONEY TO GET YOU BACK AND I WOULD JUST DIE!"
Me: "Mom, Bahia Magdela isn't even a border town."
Mom: "You can't go! Apply to the Costa Rica program immediately!"

One week later...

Me: "Mom, I've been reading about Costa Rica and I don't want to go study rain forests. I hate forests. I almost broke my ankle in a forest once."
Mom: "Alisha, no you can't go to Mexico."
Me: "Well I am just going to run off and get pregnant right now and then you will have that on your hands!"

Tons of arguing and days later...

Ring Ring
Me: "Hello?"
Mom: "Ughh."
Me: "Hellooooo"
Mom: "You can go"

So here I am getting ready to go to Mexico, not Costa Rica, Mexico.

It will be so worth it...