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  • Every road leads somewhere

    Think back on your most memorable road trip. I can’t pick just one memorable road trip. Ever since I was little, we would pack up our suitcases and drive the two day drive to Florida or the Carolinas. Sure we flew sometimes, but my mom tended to get sick on planes, so we usually chose

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  • Granada; We’re Really Not In Kansas Anymore (7/12)

    At some point in the bus ride to Granada, I passed the bounds of reality and entered into a new plane of existence. I’m not sure which mountain or what alien landscape finally pushed me to this realization, but by the time the we were about 20 minutes out, I felt the call of this

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  • I feel like a pack mule and I am ok with that (7/7)

    On every corner, nestled in every building there are neat little shops selling all kinds of wares. I feel the need to walk into each of them and see what they might be selling, whether it’s the 15th farmacia I’ve visited for all the random things I realize I have forgotten, to little bodegas selling

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  • Well it happened. The dreaded airport cooties got to me. Day 6 of my trip and my head is pounding and my throat hurts. The pace of this trip so far has been the equivalent to bootcamp in the southern summer. I already have bad knees and a bum back, add to that being sick

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