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  • If you have ever planned a trip a year in advance without knowing when, how, or where you were going then you have an idea of what my summer adventure was like. I had no idea how I was going to make this trip possible. Only one thing was for sure, I was going. What I discovered, was a personal...

  •             “Virginia is for Lovers” as so many tourists illustrate each year. As a resident of the Tidewater region in Virginia, I have grown accustomed to the many out of state license plates. History buffs come for the historical triangle of Williamsburg, Yorktown, and Jamestown. Thrill...

  •   Recently, I had the privilege to go on a week-long trip to Guatemala. My church sponsors a school there called Colegio Mark, in a small town called Cantel. I spent the week helping out in the makeshift pharmacy at the school, and helping clean teeth in a dental clinic run by my...

  • My father is an enthusiastic art teacher, always ready to share his skill and introduce people to the beauty that is art. In 2009, he sent in a proposal for a Lilly Endowment Teacher Renewal Grant. His proposal was accepted, thus allowing him the ability to take my sister and I to Italy so that...

  • Something about the atmosphere of the place. With the off-white cement walls instead of the familiar red bricks from home. The green shutters complimenting the abundance of flowers. The subtle smell of lavender and mint. Just a hint that causes me to jerk my head in search for more. And suddenly I’...

    Tags: Europe, France
  •                  In the summer of 2007, my family decided to go on a trip to Bear Mountain. We got in the car, entered the data of the location of the destination onto the GPS and drove off.                 After a drive of about one and a half hours, the GPS announced that we have arrived at our...

  • A cold, stinging sensation bites my toes as if it were a thick swarm of hungry mosquitoes hunting on their pray with no such thing as mercy. My head throbs as I try my pure best to ignore it, to just forget about it, to just make it go away.  A cold, stinging sensation bites my toes as if it...

  • The window wass small and black, and the sky outside was an inky dark. The plane flew so effortlessly through the sky that the miles passed by in a shadow of obscurity. All around me, people were in varying states of discomfort, attempting to take hold of that elusive entity that seems to elude...

    Tags: Europe
  • When told our "big trip" of spring break was a day trip to Ithaca, a small city only a few hours of my own Rochester, I was less than enthused. I only managed to pump myself up about it after hearing I would have the opportunity to finally visit Cornell University and its amazing Johnson Art Museum...

  • I sit in my living room finding myself staring at the glistening lights of our deep green Christmas tree daydreaming of how my first trip to Colorado will be like. My mother and I took our flight December 26 2008, the day after Christmas. The plane ride was long, and cramped, but by the time I...

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