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Hello travelers!! I'm excited to tell you all about the wonderful trip my family took to Miami and the Florida Keys this summer! This vacation probably lands itself top on the list of places I've been in my 18 years. Because my parents got engaged in Miami and my mom went to the...Tags:
I never really understood what the big deal was. In England, America was spoken of as the country of sunshine and dreamlike opportunities, but when I moved to Massachusetts at twelve years old, the place just didn’t immediately appeal to me. It wasn’t until three years later in August 2007...Tags:
Gripping the railing, I clattered up the steps to the top deck. It had been only six hours since we boarded the overnight DFDS Seaways ferry at the harbor in Copenhagen, Denmark, yet at 10:30 pm, the sun was only beginning its descent. I turned around suddenly halfway up the flight of stairs,...Tags:
Junior year, a year that decisions should be made! While all my peers celebrated junior year being over and were ready to take on senior year, I was unsure. While I was debating on what I wanted to pursue for the rest of my life, I felt as if my time was running out. One of the most important...Tags:
The summer before my freshman year in high school, a couple of my soccer teammates and I traveled to the Bahamas for vacation with one of the girls' parents. We stayed in the popular hotel, the Atlantis. This was on of the first time I'd ever been out of the country, and it was also the first...Tags:
The scene that lies before my eyes could best be described as hell on earth. As I walk down the school bus stairs and onto the dusty Guatemalan soil, I can’t take my eyes off what is before me. I have seen places like this, but only in commercials that make me want to reach for the remote, or in...Tags:
Graffiti-dappled brick and chopsticks probing like violin bows. This is New York City’s Chinatown. It is brown, grey, and crowded with pudgy pigeons, and is also where I spent some of the summer of 2010. Despite the fact my family and I visited Manhattan, the Statue of Liberty, and West Point, my...Tags:
I began to gag as something slid down my throat; it was long (I had assumed, and really hoped, that it was a noodle) and had nodules on it, much like a tentacle of some strange squid or octopus that only the Japanese would eat. I covered my mouth and coughed a couple of times, thinking to myself '...Tags:
The moment I stepped out of the terminal of the Charles-de Gaulle airport, a great wave -- no, a tsunami - of unfamiliar words crashed upon me. It scattered my senses and left me floundering, my confidence dampened. I had stood contented on my little rock of knowledge of the French language. I...Tags:
'I want to bike the bridge,' I said for the twentieth time. My parents exchanged an exasperated look. 'We've already gone over this,' Dad told me. 'We're not going to ride bikes over the Golden Gate Bridge.' 'Why not?' I demanded. Our vacation in San Francisco had been interesting thus far. We...Tags: