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  • The sun lingers behind the foggy mountains. On an uneven hill and with makeshift goal posts, my companions and I showed the Nicaraguans how to play soccer. It was Los Blancos versus Los Colores. “OYEOYEOYEOYEOYE!” I shouted when my teammate Jessie scored the winning goal for Los Colores! It was...

  • 0900 hours. Dachau, Germany. The tour bus comes to a slow halt as I lift my head to peer outside the window. All are silent as we exit the bus. The air around us held eeriness as the tour guide begins to elaborate on the rules and guidelines. My eyes wander as I take in the manicured area. A...

  • I have always been told that “friends are the family that you chose for yourself”. Last summer I took a trip of a lifetime with my chosen family. My three best friends and I went on a two week EF Tours trip to France, Italy and Spain. I learned many life lessons and gained a whole new perspective...

    Tags: Europe, France, Spain
  •     The first sunrise I had ever seen was in Moscow. It was five in the morning and my roommate Rachel and I couldn’t sleep. After all, we had collapsed on our beds after that nasty ten-hour plane ride, sleeping all the way through dinner. We awoke at two in the morning and found ourselves stuck in...

    Tags: Europe
  • “You mzungu”—the smile behind those first words spoken to me reaffirmed that I was supposed to be there.  According to one of my leaders, we, as “mzungus,” were “the circus in town” because the children had never seen white people before.   I never thought I would give up the majority of my summer...

    Tags: Africa
  • As the African sun ascends over the rooftops of Jinja, Uganda, I lie in my mosquito net-draped bed, never wanting to leave this country. These past few days in Uganda have been ideal. Well--maybe not ideal for everyone. Sure, the toilets are basically holes in the ground, and common munchies...

    Tags: Africa
  • Curled up in a beach chair, I hunt the myriad of specks for a streak. Flanked by two best friends, all fighting for a piece of the blanket, I search for luck in the Shenandoah sky -- a shooting star. To a flat-lander (dubbed so by mountain-folk), shooting for the stars involves a high probability...

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  • The summer of 2010 contained an adventure that words alone cannot describe. One trip managed to make me feel wonder, joy, rage, hope, loneliness, and every emotion in between. This trip was just long enough to make me feel like I lived in a hotel and short enough for me to remember what it was...

  • It was 3am Friday morning when I departed from Indianapolis on my way to meet up with my team before heading to Jacmel, Haiti. The flights themselves were nice and smoothe. The minute we arrived in Haiti though, our entire mindset changed. You walk out of the airplane and load a bus to take you...

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