Monday, December 5, 2016

My Two Homes.

     There are two places that have had a profound impact in my life. One of them is New York City, where I live now, and the other is Quetzaltenango, Guatemala, where I was born and lived the first part of my life. When you compare them, they seem like dramatically different places, but they have some things in common, and I love them both.
     There are many reasons why New York seems like my home away from home. Both cities are striking and distinctive. For example, each has its own nickname. Everyone knows New York is “the Big Apple.” Quetzaltenango is known as “Xela” (pronounced shey-la), which is a lot easier to say! Second, both cities have a “Central Park” where people like to go and walk. Although Central Park in Xela is smaller, its tropical flowers and colonial architecture make it just as beautiful as New York’s. Furthermore, when you walk around Xela, you find many tourists and people from other countries, just like in New York. For me, this means conversations in Xela are just asinteresting as conversations in New York.
     Despite their similarities, these cities are different. Life in Xela is more colorful, and the pace of life is slower. For this reason, whenever I return to Xela, it is like an escape. When I arrive, the first thing I notice is the color. In New York, many people wear black to be stylish, but in Xela stylish clothing is the rainbow-colored clothing of the indigenous people. And because Xela is smaller, the beautiful green mountains outside the city are always visible. The second thing I notice is the pace of life. They say New York never sleeps, and it must be true, because I always see people walking and cars on the streets, even late at night. Unlike New York, my Guatemalan city definitely sleeps. A few families take a walk in the city’s Central Park, but by ten o’clock the streets are pretty deserted. In Xela people eat their breakfast at home, and most come home from work for a much more relaxed and longer lunch. In contrast, New Yorkersare often in such a hurry that they don’t even stop to eat. For breakfast they buy food on the street and eat it while they are walking or on the subway. At lunch they order food from work and eat at their desks.

     In conclusion, these are the two cities I love. For me, both are home, both are unique, and both are filled with interesting people. These places represent the best of both worlds. New York is more hurried and rushed when I need energy, and Xela gives me a slower pace when I need to relax. Together they keep me balanced.