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  • I should have understood that with adventure comes struggle, and no great experience comes from closing your eyes and imaging your own bed. Friedrich Nietzsche once said “what does not kill me makes me stronger.” What Nietzsche probably didn’t know when he spoke those timeless words is that he’d be...

    Tags: Caribbean
  • While my friends traveled to Disneyland and Sea World, my parents were treating my brother and me to lunches in Europe and dinners in Asia. Traveling within America didn’t interest my father very much. Yet, out of all of the travels, it was our failed journey of the South that is most remembered...

  • When I wake up each morning, I look out my window, take a deep breath, and gaze out over the fertile fields. I reflect on the changing of seasons amidst the apricot trees and the table grape vines. The aroma of juicy oranges wafts in, yet just a few months ago, it was the pungent smell of raisins...

  • The smoke is rising in the air, the aroma of barbecue cooking on the grill, generously you apply your favorite barbecue sauce while looking out on to the water. Want to know where I am talking about? Flying Point Park in Kennord Ave, Edgewood, MD. A free recreational park located in Hartford...

    Tags: USA
  • When people say the world is enormous, they are right, but it is the little things that matter, that make the earth so vast. It took one summer to show me the beauty of nature and what role I play in preserving it. One would think that at the age of thirteen that nature would not impact them so...

  •       The sticky ocean air muffled the low growl of the engine as our 4-Runner pulled into the beachfront parking lot. The hot Texas sun beat down on the soft, billowing sand as it floated over the weathered pavement and the foamy Gulf of Mexico beat the shore, bringing in broken shells with...

  • A week before my freshman year in high school I found myself sweating in the arid New Mexican heat of the Sangre de Christo Mountains. I was on a week long, 25-mile backpacking trip at Philmont, a national Boy Scout camp, where my dad was receiving leadership training. That week, I pushed myself to...

  • It finally hit me. I wasn’t in New York City anymore, but in fact I was with my fellow Pan Flute Teens in Lima, Peru. Our program Global Teens always said that this trip wasn’t going to be a vacation and they were right. It wasn’t a vacation, but instead it was something greater. Playing with the...

  • Hola.  Como esta.  Gracias.  Uno.  Quesadilla.  Adios.  Those sparse words that completed my whole Spanish vocabulary sounded rigid with my American tongue.  I couldn’t roll my r’s so gracias always echoed as grass-ee-ahs. Though I could only muster “where is the bathroom,” I wanted to see my...

    Tags: Europe, Spain
  • About three years ago my family and I decided to take a trip to Maryville Tennessee for the first Ham Jam in many years. The trip was going to last three days but take eight hours to get there and then about two to find the barn where the Ham Jam was being held. The trip there flew by because I...

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