After Fiji, I spent a week touring the North Island of New Zealand before traveling to Australia for two weeks. And on the second day in NZ, we were given the choice whether we wanted to do a SkyWalk or a SkyJump from the 630foot (192m) high Auckland Sky Tower. Continue reading Conquering Your Fears pt. 3
Fiji was probably to most adrenaline-based two weeks of the entire trip (which makes sense – the program I was on was called “Pacific Adrenaline”). Continue reading Conquering Your Fears – pt.2
My entire life I have been deathly afraid of heights. Every time I was high off the ground and would look down, my heart would race and my body would cling to the nearest stationary object. Continue reading Conquering Your Fears – pt.1
My flights are officially booked! As of October 19th, 2016, I will be backpacking around Europe on my own for 2 months (plus 1 month where my amazing parents will be joining me – and helping pay for it). Continue reading EuroTrip 2016
Earlier today, a very close friend of mine asked me an interesting quesiton – “What is your happiest memory ever?” This got me thinking – what is my happiest memory? Continue reading ‘Your Happiest Memory Ever’
During senior year of high school, my English teacher encouraged me to enter a scholarship contest called the “Trey Cheek Memorial Essay Writing Contest.” Using a short story I wrote in the 11th grade, I entered the contest and by some amazing twist of fate won the $1500 scholarship (which helped me pay for my laptop for University).
Being home for a week, I realize most people haven’t seen any of my writing work in years – mainly because I graduated with a Biology major, which required only academic writing. So I figured I’d use one of my posts to put my old short story back into the universe. Click the link below to read it:
Spoiler alert – my experience in Japan, and love for anime throughout my teenage years, may have influenced the story a bit.
Since I was a young girl, my parents have made a point of taking my older brother and I traveling around the United States and later around the world. The first long trip I remember taking was a trip to Hawaii with my family the summer after 5th grade. I was an awkward teenager who hated being seen in a swimsuit, and was full of teenage angst the entire trip. But for some godforsaken reason my parents decided I was a delight to travel with and proceeded to take me with them on a trip to Ireland a year later, trips around the United States to places like Colorado for skiing and Florida for Disney World magic, and they even took me on two-week long family trips to Costa Rica the summers after sixth and seventh grade. Continue reading The Beginning