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  • Reading about poverty is something, seeing poverty is something that words can’t come close to explaining. Last summer I went to Matagalpa, Nicaragua. I went through a program called Global Glimpse. When we got off the plane, I realized how different it was compared to the US and how similar it was...

  •    It was going to be ok. I wasn’t going to lose my dinner from the night before. I tried to keep telling myself that as we started to take off. Having never been on a plane before, this wasn’t an experience I was going to remember fondly. Here’s a peace of advice for anyone about to fly: do NOT...

  •             Last summer, I spent ten days on a mission trip to Kingston, Jamaica with my church youth group, through an organization called Adventures in Missions (www.adventuresinmissions.com). I signed up for the trip expecting a fun week in the Caribbean with my friends, but little did I know...

    Tags: Caribbean
  • I believe that humanity in Italy is full of something America is missing: love and peace. These moral traits contribute other characteristics that reflect outwardly in people. Characteristics such as: hospitality, friendliness, happiness, and patience. As I, and many others have ventured to this...

    Tags: Europe, Italy
  • Traveling to Ithaca, New York in July 2014 was both illuminating and unforgettable. Although situated in upstate New York, the most un-foreign of places and only a four hour car ride from home, Ithaca was a different world and an eye-opening opportunity for me. I traveled to Ithaca for a two week...

  • On a September night I hugged my parent’s goodbye and embarked on the greatest adventure of my life. I was heading to Milan, Italy for ten months to live, study and learn the real meaning of "La Vita Bella". I had spent the past year of my life preparing to be an exchange student. I’d attended all...

    Tags: Europe, Italy
  • Our rental car bumped up the mountainside roads in Kousani, India. The crumbly road bent in a way that you were thankful that your car had not tumbled into the forest. I held my camera. Trees. Birds. Fields. All preserved in pictures… a desperate attempt to never actually leave. Then, I glimpsed...

    Tags: Asia, India
  • There is a place in the world to which I will never return.  I will never again wish to feel the heat of the sun there, never wish to feel the weight of the air there.  Never will I choose to view its blandness, breathe its saltiness.  The saltiness of the Salton Sea.  On a regular trip down...

  • I visited New York City with my small town choir to attend a national choir festival there. We planned to stake out as many of the city's famous and renowned sites as we could in the short amount of time we had to spend there. The trip was planned by my choir director and was scheduled in order to...

  • As I boarded a bus full of unfamiliar faces, my heart dropped.  I sat down beside a girl and began to anxiously search around in my bag- so I would seem somewhat occupied.  Everyone around me knew each other and I quickly gathered that on this diverse bus, I was the only one who didn’t know someone...

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