An average college student’s cultural past does not always imply their cultural future. When I was in middle school, my dad’s work caused him to pick up small bits of Spanish and therefore becoming fluent overtime. As I had taken the language in school all my life, he helped me practice by solely speaking to me in Spanish over the phone. I began going to a new church during my junior year of high school and was asked to join a mission trip to Argentina for that upcoming spring break. There were many activities I had regretted not doing instead and other things I could have spent my money on as well, but something excited me about going so far away from home. When we arrived, we were greeted but told to go to sleep early because we would be leaving at 5am the next day to travel to the Andes Mountains. My perspective of this trip altered when I came across a man who had never met an American face to face before or heard English (except on the radio). Now, several of my closest friends are from Argentina and have helped form my goals as well as my love for the Spanish language, culture and people. I now hope to be a Physicians Assistant in the United States while also making frequent trips to Spanish-speaking countries without proper healthcare. (My picture displays one of my best friends from Argentina after landing in Atlanta to visit me over Christmas break.)