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The biggest fear I had about visiting my hometown for the first time in seven years was that nothing would ever be able to live up to the idea of San Francisco that I had created in my head. I had cobbled together the vision of a dream town from the stories my parents used to tell me and the...Tags:
I increase my pace to catch up with my parents, we are with a group of fellow travelers in a single file line, winding through the narrow paths of the medina, or the old part of town. I am easily distracted, taking in all of the new colors, scents, culture, people, into my callow, fourteen year old...Tags:
My family and I embarked on a trip to Haiti for our spring break vacation in April of 2012. My father was born in Haiti and thought it’d be wonderful to return and visit our family. On the morning of our arrival, we were greeted at the airport with lively music and the warm Caribbean breeze....Tags:
To some, if not many, Iran conjures up words like “Axis of Evil”, “nuclear bombs” and “terrorism.” Such stereotypes were ingrained into my mind as I stepped off the airport tarmac in Tehran, Iran when I was fifteen. My family had decided to visit our dwindling number of relatives still living in...Tags:
An hour and a half north of Seattle, in a town called Anacortes, lies a tourist trap that comprises of a gift shop full of whale memorabilia and a dock along which are a slew of large, imposing nautical vessels bobbing innocently in the cold, dead, unforgiving water. At least, that was my first...Tags:
I am going to inform about my wonderful time at Disneyworld during the summer of 2006. First, our family awakened at 5 o'clock am to catch our plane on Saturday morning. When we boarded the plane, my stomach was full of butterflies because of the excitement and the epic Disney adventure that was...Tags:
My name is Jane Morice, and I am currently a junior at Rocky River High School in Rocky River, Ohio. Rocky River is a suburb about 10 minutes outside of Cleveland. This past summer, the summer of 2009, I went on a trip that changed the way I look at the world, the people that live within it, and...Tags:
In a single span of 8 days, my entire perspective on life had changed. Not in the crazy, become-one-with-yourself way, but the there’s-a-completely-different-world-out-there way. When I took my first trip to Managua, Nicaragua this February, I never expected to see such rural communities only 10-20...Tags:
Standing sixty floors above the organized chaos of the world’s most populous metropolitan area, the air in my lungs momentarily ceased to exist as my breath was stolen away by the sight before my eyes. Nothing could have prepared me to witness such a magnificent expanse of man-made. Stretching to...Tags:
There’s something about the American West that speaks to all of our hearts. Its mystique and unruliness calls to our national values of independence and self-determination. Some hear it in the thundering tides of the Pacific Ocean, others in the endless solitude of the Great Plains. My father hears...Tags: