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  • When American teenagers imagine their perfect summer, they usually incorporate, waking up at odd hours of the afternoon, playing video games, hanging out with friends, and mostly doing nothing. However, this is not the type of vision that I have, someone who needs to be constantly occupied and...

  • A stereotypical teenage girl would probably dread a vacation with her mother.  Denver, Colorado, a beautiful but unassuming city, would not call out to this clichéd adolescent the way a bikini-clad trip to Cancun may.  For me, however, last summer’s vacation to Denver allowed me to explore a new...

  •              The chirping birds behind me seemed to be begging for crumbs as I started on my second pastry. Just then, the omelets and hot cocoa emerged from the kitchen, heralded by the delicious aroma of freshly made food. After what seemed like an eternity of breakfast, I stood and walked across...

    Tags: Europe
  • A blue tooth brush, a cartoon about a boy, and a little white dog; that’s the extent of the memories, I have of my early life in China.  I left when I was 3 years old and going back, I had fancy ideas of what Shanghai would be like.  My mother told me about when Shanghai was the “Pearl of the...

  • My trip to Québec city and Montreal, in Canada, was a different kind of vacation that I have never experienced before. I went with my school's French club that I am a part of. My school is an economicological-structured facility. It means that we incorporate elements of ecology, economy, empathy...

  • About a year and a half ago I traveled with my school to China. We started our journey on April 16th, 2008. I was leaving my friends and family for 16 days. It all started our with a 14 hour plane ride to Hong Kong, China. I knew that what felt like a dream, was really the reality when all I could...

    Tags: Asia, China
  • The smell of roasting barbeque chicken and the sweet intoxicating smell of kettle corn fill the air as you move down the aisle of vintage sports cars. Route 66 was in town once again and the people that moved past you would laugh and joke so fondly that the family friendly atmosphere could put a...

  • I scuff at the orange dust with my flip-flop and stare at our cinder-brick house. It’s all packed up—my life stowed in Tupperwares tied expertly to the top of our Land Rover.The whole village has come to see us off, and Na Nyima surveying our house doubtfully asks Daddy in Tanda if we really were...

  • It was the middle of March in the Grand Cayman and the sun blared down on me as I shuffled my feet towards the rest of the crowd. From the boat I could see giant gray blobs circling around us, and excitement began to fill my mind. This may sound crazy but I was nothing less than ecstatic to be on...

  • My most memorable travel experience began on June 25, 2008; I had just turned fifteen the day before, and I was a nervous wreck. I had just completed my freshman year, and I felt intimidated as I sat on a bus packed with seniors from a different school. I was already homesick the second the bus...

    Tags: Europe

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