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  • Two weeks before my fifth birthday, I moved to Columbia, Missouri (http://www.gocolumbiamo.com/) for my dad’s new job. Typical of friendly Midwesterners, neighbors we had just met threw a birthday party for me so that we would feel at home. My family and I recognized right away that Columbia was...

    Tags: Exploring, USA
  • It all started on March 1st, 2007. We packed up our house in a big u-haul truck and left Pennsylvania to go to Big Sky Montana in order to help a group of people who needed homes and jobs. We said our tear-filled goodbyes to the rest of our family and friends and then my parents and I were off on...

  • As we walked across the taxi parking lot, the hosts of our bed and breakfast introduced us the woman who would be giving us the walking tour of their township. She was a bigger woman, with thick, curled hair tied on top of her head and held in place by a bandana. She wore a black skirt with a...

    Tags: Africa, Exploring
  • I remember when my mom first came to me with the idea of going to Boston for a vacation. The emotions came quickly. First came excitement. Second came fear. When she said that we were going to Boston, I thought about all of the stereotypes of northerners. They’re all so mean. They’ll yell at you...

  • In the grand scheme of things, it was just a forest. They were just trees. It was just another state park, another place where tourists go so they can pose with the giant redwoods, like they had entertainment value.   The reality of the situation was that, as I stood and gazed up in absolute wonder...

  • My first great adventure happened back in 2007. I was accepted by a group called People to People to travel to Europe -without my parents!  After many months of meetings and preparing for the trip, the departure date had arrived.  When my family and I got to the airport, we discovered that my...

    Tags: Europe, Exploring
  • So I'm walking down the streets of Paris. Specifically the Jewish quarter. There is a sticky feeling on my back from dew drops of sweat, my legs are like molten metal, and my hair hangs in a black sheet down my neck, unrelentingly hot. My brand new tennis shoes are tracing the cobblestone side...

    Tags: Europe
  • When people hear Portland, they usually think of that famous Oregonian town on the East Coast—bicycles, roses, and rain. Little do most know that on the opposite side of the United States, there exists a small New England town that goes by the same name: Portland, Maine. Portland is where my...

  • “Where are you from?” “Kansas City.” “Oh...so you live on a farm, right?” I cannot even count the number of times I have received this response after informing someone of my place of residency. I usually figure that including the word “City” in my answer should suggest that I do, in fact, live in a...

    Tags: Exploring, Kansas, USA
  • What I recall most about eating my first real French crepe was how delicious it was. The jam’s flavor doesn’t stand out to me as much as how the crepe melted in my mouth. It was pancakes to the extreme and the sweet jam sent shivers down my spin. Now, that I think of it, it was strawberry jam....

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