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  • Whenever I told someone I was going on a cruise, they would look at me in jealousy.  Everyone wants to go on a cruise; they want to eat, sleep, basically not have any obligations for the five days you are inaccessible by anyone who might “need” to speak with you.  However, as jealous as someone may...

  • Manitou Springs; home of the Crystal Wizard, the Cotton Club, Penny Arcade, Hemp Shop, Corvette weekend, herbal tea café from Africa, and Colorado’s Custard Company. One trip to Colorado and I had encountered these outlandish entities of the town but also climbed Red Rock, got lost with...

  • The musky, tropical, humid air was the first thing I noticed as I walked down those narrow steps of that six hour plane ride. We didn't even walk into the airport, but right in to the smack middle of Cancun, Mexico. The bubbles in my stomach wouldn’t stop and the tears in my mom's eyes were...

  • It's all about perspective – looking out from a temple across the ocean at sunset, walking crowded streets and hearing motorists whiz past, or breathing in sweet mountain air while watching the fog roll over rice paddies. When I went to Indonesia to experience my mother's heritage, I found three...

    Tags: Asia, Heritage
  • For two weeks in the summer of 2006, I went to Cali, Colombia. From my visit there, I discovered that it is nothing like the United States. My first night there, it was warm, and there seemed to be a celebration going on not too far from my family’s home. There were drums and lights; it was...

  • Not too long ago, I went on a convention trip with the youth group of the Escondido First United Methodist Church to an event called Youth 2007. The event was held in Greensboro, North Carolina, and lasted a week. Our first day had us fly out of San Diego and switch planes in Atlanta to get the...

  •             It is one thing to realize who you are while sitting in your kitchen with a half-eaten bagel grasped loosely in one hand and the sports section of the newspaper in the other.  It’s quite another to realize who you are while standing in the place where the continent is divided in half,...

  • “Where am I?” I asked as I entered the dimly lit cafeteria. “You’re at the Booker T. Washington Community Center!” came an unexpected reply from a high-pitched voice of a young girl that barely reached the height of my waist. I was on a church mission trip to Macon, Georgia. Based on my previous...

  • See you later Florida! I'm outta here! Boarding my flight from Orlando was the most highly anticipated moment of my life. I was leaving home to meet family I had never seen before! Not only was I going to meet family, but I was also visiting sunny California! Hollywood! The movie stars! Being an...

  • This was it! I was leaving everything I understood to travel to a place about which I knew very little. And so, as I glanced back at my family one last time, waving goodbye, my adventure began. 73 hours, 2 layovers, an AFS exchange student orientation, and 3 bus rides later; I arrived at the place...

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