Over Spring Break in 2014, I had the opportunity to travel to Piedras Negras, Mexico just a few hours over the U.S. border. It was one of the most incredibly eye-opening experiences of my life. The people, the culture, and the food are all so unique to that area, and I loved it. I got to play fútbol with 10-year-old boys and cook with teenage girls. I tried my best to use what little Spanish I know, and received giggles and teasing in return. I helped butcher a cow and cooked cactus, two things I’ll cross of my bucket list (eve though I added them after I’d done them). I woke up to find scorpions in my shoes and chickens outside their pen. I hung laundry on the line and ate mango sorbet that I’d bought off the street. I bought a luchador mask and blew bubbles with the four-year olds. I chased wild horses, cows, and pigs back into their pen and played with the chihuahua. I experienced worship in another language and was able to watch children be loved and cared for. It was one of the best weeks of my life, and I can’t wait to go back and do it all again.