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  • I have been craving the sweet taste of lambutants, the sticky, hot weather alternates with heavy rain, and, especially, I have been missing a piece of home. A month ago I came back from a family reunion in Bentre, Vietnam. Bentre is a small town with a sleepy waterfront lined with imposing,...

    Tags: Asia, Heritage
  •                 I lay awake amidst a tangle of cold, white sheets on a bed in a country far from my home, staring at the cracks on the ceiling and fighting the urge to allow any tears to escape from the corners of my eyes. A large white orb of a moon flooded the small London hotel room with a...

  • One of the best trips I’ve ever taken is when my Mom and I went to Cleveland in May 2011 after winning a radio contest. We got to stay at the Hilton Garden Inn in downtown Cleveland; it was one of the nicest hotels I’ve ever been in. The day after we arrived, we visited the Rock and Roll Hall...

  • I wasn't exactly exploding with excitement when I first got on the bus heading for Sky Ranch summer camp. It was in Van, Texas, in the middle of nowhere and possibly the last place in the world I wanted to be. But as is normal for every teen, my mom didn't see it my way. She saw the trip as a...

  • I believe that humanity in Italy is full of something America is missing: love and peace. These moral traits contribute other characteristics that reflect outwardly in people. Characteristics such as: hospitality, friendliness, happiness, and patience. As I, and many others have ventured to this...

    Tags: Europe, Italy
  • The first steps out of the airplane, the gush of the humid air. The rustle of people, as they carry their belongings, the greetings of the stewardesses and pilots, the atmosphere encompassing me. I quickly follow the steps of my mother, as she leads the way into the airport. The cool rush of the...

    Tags: Asia
  • On April 25, 2006 I attended a missionary trip to Ensenada, Mexico with my Church’s Gospel Troupe. We went with the intent to sing and lift the hearts of orphans in the City of Children Orphanage. The mentality that I gathered on the six hour bus ride was that of an ignorant American. As soon as we...

    Tags: Caribbean
  • Until the age of sixteen I had no inkling that I was a spoiled American teenager, who took basic necessities for granted. One who thought that a computer was a necessity, who thought that life would be miserable without a cell phone, who thought wasting water wasn’t a disaster, and who thought that...

  • “Pardon, Pardon” uttered the determined sea of commuters on the streets of Paris. Other than that, they kept to themselves, and we kept to ours. It became clear that rushing businessmen weren't afraid to knock a few tourists from Georgia over. As we powered on through the mid-day crowded streets...

    Tags: Europe, France, Paris
  • The first thing people think of when they hear the word "Oregon" is rain.  Dreary, drizzly, non-stop bleariness Oregon. In contrast, I picture the white-crested waves of the Lincoln City Beach, the snow-dusted slopes of Mount Hood, the cascading waterfalls of the Columbia River Gorge, and sky-...

    Tags: Exploring, Oregon, USA

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