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    Tags: Europe
  • Masses of sweaty, anxious, and mildly rude people standing in line had never really appealed to me until now. Everything around me caused awe and wonder: the rows of endless cones that separated the seemingly countless number of people, the brightly colored trashcans that were peppered throughout...

    Tags: Asia, China
  • As I stepped into the van, my heart was racing, and I was about to overflow with excitement.  People laughed and talked all around me, and I could sense that they too felt the same way I did.  Not one of us had ever been to our destination.  My dad and I were headed to the Cherokee Indian...

  • The year was 2010. My High School Concert Band was taking a trip to Durango Colorado. My face was filled with excitement, which could easily be recognized, except no one would recognize it since I didn't really have any friends. Still, I packed my suitcase and hopped on the Red Carpet charter bus...

  •              When I traveled to Australia in the summer of 2008 with my People to People Student Ambassador group, I learned more than just about Australian culture. I learned that it's not always what you see when you travel, and it's not always what you do, but it's who you travel with. I still...

    Tags: Pacific
  • Moose meat. I knew I was a true “Newfie” when, at the end of my first week on Fogo Island, Newfoundland, I actually started craving moose meat (I really loved it). I even felt like a Newfie when tourists would ask me for directions. Of course, as soon as I opened my mouth and talked, they could...

  •           The acrid scent of cigarettes deluged our nostrils the second we stepped on Tegel Airport’s turf, the jetway creaking underneath the weight of 20 over-packed and under-rested teens. Looking out into the city, we groaned, calculating just how many clothing casualties the dismal downpour...

  • A Bird Flying High Something didn't seem right. I had just woken up, probably because of the gas fumes wafting through air. I had my head pressed against the chilly glass window of a junky old van.   The shadow of a large mountain sprawled across my face and the dirty seat I sat on. The mountain...

  • In the late summer of 2010, some church members and I went on a mission trip to San Lucas, Guatemala, for two weeks in mid-August. We stayed at “La Cascada de María” (Mary’s Waterfall, a hotel) overnight and worked throughout San Lucas during the day. The hotel manager, Maria, was very cordial...

  • In June of 2007, my family and I decided to visit my mother’s parents and family in Bellingham, Washington. We began our trip at five o’clock in the morning. We drove from Van Buren, Arkansas, over through Webbers Falls, Oklahoma, up to Kansas City, Kansas, and drove all the way across Kansas until...

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