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The winding taxi ride from Pokhara to Ghandruk in the Annapurna mountains of central Nepal was brought to a halt with the taxi driver’s pronouncement of a “shortcut.” My parents had lived in Nepal and knew enough Nepali to confirm what our cabbie had said. Apparently this route was an easier way to...Tags:
This past Spring Break, ranging from 4/3/10 to 4/10/10, I had the pleasure of visiting Panama City Beach with five of my closest friends. We stayed on a beautiful resort equipped with three pools, an extravagant view of both the strip and the beach, and many other “eye candies”, which will remain...Tags:
Our great nation is often referred to as America the Beautiful and I believe that to be true. This past summer, I had the privilege of embarking on a journey to the Wild, Wild West. My family and I intended to reach the Grand Canyon. Sometimes things don't always go as planned. We encountered many...Tags:
“Hello?" "Hi Honey, come straight home from school with Sajina. They won't let Grandpa on the plane..." Her voice tapered off. 3:00 AM. I finally let myself cry. The tear streaked pillow, no longer comfy. CANCELED. Just like my spring break. I arose to get tissue. I had gotten the call twelve...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 first journey I took alone was my trip to New York City. When my art history teacher, Mr. Kessinger, told me about the trip, I wanted to go but I never thought I would get the chance to. Once my mom found out about the trip, she decided that no matter what it took, she would find a way for me...Tags:
I am most comfortable when I am lost. Deliberately getting lost fuels my drive for discovery. Therefore, Boston, a beautiful historical city on the East Coast, was a perfect place to give myself a sweet adventure this summer. The primary reason that I went to Boston was the summer program at...Tags:
In the summer of 2005, I finally came back to Russia for the first time since I immigrated. It had been eight years. My family had changed, my city had changed; I had changed. Instinctively, I understand that I cannot possibly live there again. Despite this, there is something profound about...Tags:
Much of my knowledge of Mexico and its beautiful culture is derived from what I am taught in Spanish class at school and what is denoted in the colorful pages of my Spanish textbook. The vivid images of traditional Mexican dishes, as well as relatively complex verb conjugations are what allow...Tags:
Before I begin, let me be clear: I am no stranger to long car rides. With my paternal family settled in southern New Jersey, and my maternal relatives mainly scattered around MontrÃ©al, the drive over the Verrazano Bridge and up the I-95 from our home on Long Island was a familiar and unremarkable...Tags: