USA

  • The first moments: frigid air, penetrating my thin sweater as a chill travelled up my spine. Frantically waving to an array of yellow taxicabs that hurtle through the streets of the John F. Kennedy Airport like disgruntled bees. Gazing through the car's frosty, grey window as the silhouette of...

  • My sandaled feet splashed the fine grains of sand and trampled across patches of tumbleweed. After two excruciating days during a heat wave at Las Vegas, with its dazzling “around the world” displays and nightlife galore, I could finally envelop myself in the soothing hands of nature. Eventually,...

  • Every summer or Christmas since my third birthday, we’ve left the comforts of town life - the 2am donut runs or running out of milk and needing 15 minutes to buy a new gallon - to visit my grandparents in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma. It’s a different way of life out here (I'm sitting at their...

  • Some ideas are the product of meticulous planning and deliberate thinking, while others just seem to happen. When three friends and I decided to climb a 7,000 foot mountain at 3:00 AM to herald the sunrise with our trumpets, it was decidedly an idea of the latter variety. It had begun as a relaxed...

  • From the beginning of my memory, I have never had a typical mom. Never has she dyed her peppered hair, hid behind layers of make-up, and don’t even try to coax her into a pair of heels. Not only does she seem oblivious to societal pressures, she outwardly defies them, intentionally purchasing...

  • I lean my head against the cool window of the Link Light Rail, watching rain droplets race one another down the expanse of the glass; if I squint they look like tiny men in the foreground of Washington’s sweeping overcast sky. I’m trying to block out the chattering and giggling of my fellow Girl...

  • The black, bead-like eyes of hundreds of startled crabs seemed to twinkle as they caught the yellow glow streaming from my flashlight. Gazing at the myriad of colors stretching endlessly over the vast ocean before me, I am reminded why this spot is revered as the sunset capital of America.  ...

  • I peered down at the fried fish whose eyes bore back up into me and knew right then this trip was one for the books. I was accompanied by my newspaper advisor, three fellow reporters, and a chaperone, all of us sitting inside BCD Tofu House, a restaurant in the Koreatown portion of Los Angeles. We...

  • This past summer, my parents and I traveled to Yosemite National Park in California for what I can say was an adventure of epic proportions and grueling obstacles. Our goal was to conquer the Half Dome trail, approximately a 16 mile long round trip from the trailhead up to a large rock, the Half...

  • All my life, my father has taught me about adventuring in the world. My sister and I always tentatively listen when he mimicks stories about his backpack travels in Alaska, recalling sights of mother bears flinging their cubs across sandy shores or limitless acres of wild berries growing liberally...

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