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  • It was raining when Allison and I arrived in Martínez Cué, a rural community of 500 people. Paraguay’s lush green landscape with violet mountains and distinctive red dirt was completely deluged in rain, making it almost impossible for the battered bus to move. We were volunteers with Amigos de...

  • You always here about crazy Senior year Spring Break trips to Cabo or the Bahamas but you don't really hear all that much buzz about a trip to Reynosa, Mexico. But that is far from true because me and 60 of my classmates couldn't stop talking about Mission Mexico. Mission Mexico was a mission trip...

    Tags: Caribbean
  • On a sweltering morning at my grandmother’s house in Honolulu, Hawaii, I drowsily clambered from my bed at the sound of my father’s voice. It was early, and the perfect time for my first low-tide wading through shark-infested waters to Chinaman’s Hat Island, or Mokolii, in Kane'ohe Bay. Barely...

  • Last December, I had the privilege of taking the trip of a lifetime. My family and I went to Nigeria, located in the western part of Africa. My parents grew up here before immigrating to the U.S. in the 1980s. I first traveled to Nigeria in 1998, when I was four, so when my parents told me that the...

    Tags: Africa
  •  Its one thing to travel to a different state, to a new city with the exciting unfamiliar. However, when one travels to a different country that speaks a language that has absolutely no meaning to you... that's something else. That is an experience in and of it self that not many have had and one...

    Tags: Europe
  • “?? ????? fanta ???????” Ukrainian for, “Do you have Fanta with ice?”  While traveling through Europe one thing that I have noticed about Europeans is, oddly enough, many prefer not to have ice in their drinks. Consequently, being an American and loving ice-cold soda, I always have to ask for ice...

    Tags: Europe
  •         My hometown in Pennsylvania is a small one, complete with farms, one traffic light, and one main road. To anyone who doesn‘t live here permanently, it‘s an escape. However, to those of us who live here, it‘s anything but. It lacks well, everything; in my opinion at least. So, when it came...

  •   I hopped onto the musty-smelling charter bus and searched for a seat. I sat next to the window so I could wave my parents goodbye. We pulled out of the parking lot and headed to LAX. We left our small, quiet, mostly Caucasian town in southern California for something much bigger. None of us knew...

  • I stood in front of a small wood building that almost blended into the alpine landscape around it. An overstuffed backpack dangled off my shoulders, full of rented mountaineering gear that I though made me look pretty hardcore, though I had little idea how to use any of it. I wasn’t worried, though...

  • I am a member of our church. We planned this trip for a year. After garage sales, baked goods sales, doing odd jobs in the community, and people donating for this trip, I was ready to go to the YWAM mission base in Heredia, Costa Rica. The list of things that was needed on this trip: sleeping...

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