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  • 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...

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  •            My Dad’s eyes are subtly asymmetrical; the right one is open, alert, while the left is slightly shadowed by the brow, a little rounder in shape. On a father-daughter trip to Montreal, I snapped a photo of him standing against a painted wall, the sun perfectly striking his face; the...

  •                It’s summertime. Time to relax, time to read, and time to travel! I can’t wait! I chose to go to Costa Rica with my Spanish teacher and six other girls from my class to strengthen my Spanish fluency and dialect. I was able to immerse myself in a new country, family, and cultural...

  •   I couldn’t believe it when my parents actually signed the paper to allow me to go to Washington D.C. by myself! Well, not by myself, with a club at my school. There were sixteen of us; three chaperones, six seniors, four juniors, and three sophomores. I was a junior. I had two good friends that...

  • /*-->*/ “There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard...” Jack Johnson eased me from my slumber as I looked around the room, a bit confused as to why I was currently awake at six o'clock in the morning by my alarm. It took a few seconds for it hit me -Today was the big...

  •   This summer, I spent seventy days in Europe.  I began my journey in Civitavecchia, Italy, where I boarded the cruise ship Celebrity Solstice with my grandmother, Amuma.  Our first stop was Santorini, Greece, where the contrast of the white-washed walls with the blue sky and sea was quite a sight...

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  • Last summer, specifically the week when June ended and July started, my family and I traveled to Clayton, New York for our annual vacation—a vacation that was full of fun and silliness. We were up at our family camp on Mason Point, where our camp is quite literally on the St. Lawrence River.  Let...

  • My dad is originally from Russia, but when he came to the United States he was introduced to the wonderful state of New York, specifically New York City. He has a great love for the city, a nostalgia of sorts. Every month we visit the magnificent wonder a couple of times. But this time was...

  • In July, the thin, cold air of the Peruvian Andes settles lightly over the city of Cusco, the beating heart of the once powerful empire of the Inca.  Unlike its coastal counterpart, Lima, whose atmosphere is noticably European, Cusco embodies a rare coexistence between the traditions of Peru's...

  • I had a blast in Argentina meeting new people, experiencing new things, and learning about a different culture.  First, my classmates and I went to Conte Hotel and checked in. Afterwards, my friends and I encountered a problem with the check with the front desk where they charged us as a group....

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