Bijangi Adventure

I am your pilot this morning, and I will be taking you to Newark, New Jersey. The flight will be about three hours. Sit back, relax and have a good flight. I looked to my left to see my parents on their phones, not paying attention to any of their surroundings. There was a long line of people in the aisle waiting to take their seats, each person pushing large suitcases. In the row across for us, Jack was sitting in the row seat listening to music. Since there was four of us Jack had to sit by himself with two other strangers but he didn’t mind. The engines suddenly started to roar as I started to get pushed gently back into my seat. The front of the plane started to rise from the ground and as soon as I noticed we were up in the air. I took a deep breathe as I took my backpack out under the seat. I grabbed my new book “Looking for Alaska” and began to read. One of my friends gave it to me as a going away gift because she knew I loved to read. After a while, my mind slowly started to drift off onto a whole different planet. I was still in shock that I just left all my friends and I was moving to New Jersey. The whole situation was not processing through my head and I thought that we were just going on vacation to New Jersey, and we were not actually about to live there. Even thinking about having to make new friends and joining a new soccer team sent chills down my body. I am always shy around new people and now I have to break out of my

So we set off to the campsite only a 10-15 minute drive from Ben nevis for the weekend. It was a beautiful campsite with extraordinary views and lovely people. I was very anxious, but my dad made sure to reassure me that I could achieve anything and take as many stops as I needed. I didn’t sleep well that night too many thoughts

I awoke on a cool summer morning, at first I wasn't completely there but then, a chill of excitement ran down my spine as I realized my family was going camping today. I ran down stairs past the mountains of camping supplies and clothes to talk to my parents in the kitchen. They said we were leaving soon and that I should start packing all of the supplies into our trusty old Ford Expedition. After about 20 minutes of packing our SUV to the brim with all of the things we would need to survive in the wilderness for a few days, we said goodbye to our three cats and headed for Steelville Missouri.

Some people view the outside world as a dangerous place full of disparity and misery, others like to embrace that unknown and try to use it as a catalyst for inner growth. I like to see myself as the latter, the individual who lives for the rush of the unknown. I looked down to see what I could only describe as a dream come true. It was a ticket for a six month tour around Asia that would lead to the complete immersion of native culture and tradition- Vietnamese Pho, the mountain folk of Nepal, the Muay Thai martial arts of Thailand, Chinese Architecture and the beaches of Laos are some of the places that we got to experience first-hand. As a participant I was expected to live with 15 other individuals from around the world that I had never

The very next week I was ready to experience what it’s like being in another country with different customs and culture. July 3 the day was finally here, I grabbed my suitcase and met with my grandma and we got ready for our flight. As I board the airplane, I had butterflies in my stomach. I think to myself “Wow this is really happening”. A few minutes past by and we take off. The take off was probably the greatest part of the flight, I wasn’t scared or nervous I was having so much fun. After 6-7 hours of being on a plane we finally land in Guatemala City. Leaving the airport everything gets my attention. Kids on the street playing soccer, buildings all next to each other, and color everywhere. I smell different foods from left to right, I'm amazed at everything, it's something I’ll never

The sky was bright and the birds were sitting on the tree branches singing their songs. I layed in bed slowly trying to pull myself out of bed. It would be my first day back to school in 3 days. I reach for my phone to look at the time. 7:15. Schools already started so there is no point in going. The teachers will understand. I set my phone back down on the nightstand. After a few minutes pass by I hear my phone buzz. It’s a text from my friend, Britney.

I was excited for this weekend to be in new my lake house with my parents. My dad recently got a really good job so he surprised us with this huge cabin. We have a quiet but pleasant bonfire, now its time for bed. I’m still kind of creeped out since this house is dark and pretty isolated but I don’t think of it, and head for bed. My mom tucks me in which you might think is weird, but I love her. She gives me a kiss on the cheek grabs my cat Rosie from my chest, and closes the door. I play on my phone until it dies, put it on the charger, then I completely go out cold.

Sitting on the plane alone, I wondered what the next three weeks would bring. The light hum of the plane’s engines seemed to go on forever and the dry stale air began to scratch the inside of my throat. My destination was The Netherlands, where the entirety of my family lives. Throughout my youth seeing my family was a rare occasion, once a year if we were lucky, but after my parents divorced, we stopped going altogether. It had been over eight years since I had last visited them and because of the many years of separation, I felt uneasy about it all. Throughout the flight I couldn’t help but to think to myself several questions like: What I might be able to learn and experience from these next three weeks? How I would feel when I would first arrive? And how different everything would be. Having been there only a

Over the past years, many things have changed. During the journey to the sandwich islands, I have lost weight because we started to lack food three-fourths through the journey, so we had to ration our food carefully. My hair has grown so long it looked like a waterfall going down my back. During the journey I wasn’t sure if I was going to make it, one of my When the missionaries, reached the shores of the sandwich islands, I felt a warm breeze gently brushing against my face. I looked around and saw the sun shining down on the leaves of the tall trees towering over Hawaiian children providing them shade. The missionaries and I decided to look for the Hawaiians and saw them afar in a field of grass dancing to music. As we got closer we saw

It was a luke warm day in the summer of 2016. I was in my moms car for almost 2 hours I was not alone I was accompanied by my mother how planned this whole trip for me and my brothers friends, also my brother who would leave my family in a month to go to college, he had his girlfriend Mary she is really cool, and then there was my friend Cole. Cole was in the same year as my brother he did not graduate, and he formed a small colony of kids who were kicked out of their parents houses off in the hills of mount diablo, he was like a real lord of the flies.

I woke up around 5:30 AM with my stuff already packed from the night before. I woke up with the usual morning grogginess but with excitement as well because today was finally the day we would leave for our trip. I go to the bathroom to get all of my toiletries since I took a shower the night before. I went to the living room to put all of my electronics into a backpack that I could take with me wherever so I wouldn’t be bored. While I was in the living room, my dad was sitting on the couch with his coffee watching the sports channel. I go over to my suitcase and make sure that I have everything that I need and double check it again to make sure it is all there. After we get everything and my sister is ready, we pack everything into the car.

As I stepped off the airplane into the third world country of Peru, I could see how different it was compared to the United States. I had embarked on a trip with my church group, Mission Manos Hermanas, to go help out the poorest place in Peru, Villa El Salvador. As I went through the outdated security checks, I could see the employees stealing people's belongings as they opened their bags. This showed me how desperate people are for quick cash due to an unstable economic period. After we got through all that chaos, we got into a taxi, which was just a motorcycle with a wagon attached to it. It took us to the peaceful missionary home where we would stay until we went to Villa El Salvador. We were received by three nuns and one priest.

The trip started early morning in South Africa where my mom, brother and I had been staying before leaving. That morning I could barely eat my breakfast. I was so worried about not being able to recognize my dad. Shortly after we arrived at the airport for the first time was amazing, the place was gigantic. Walking into the airport all i could see was fast paced feet and suitcases moving fast in all directions. There was a lot of noise from security alarms to the voice intercoms. Surprisingly i saw many white people than I thought. At that moment I remembered how there was a small population of

When I got off the bus I was thinking about going straight to sleep,but I couldn’t I had to go the game against Hannibal.Hannibal kept scoring and scoring and scoring.The game was finally over it felt like forever.The score was 12 to 34 the tigers lost.While we was driving home I was falling asleep because now I was more tired.I drank some water and wanted to go to bed but I couldn't go to bed.So I made a tent.A warm fuzzy cozy tent.Now I think I can to sleep I thought but I had to put pillows and blankets and then it would be ready for sleeping in.But i still couldn't go to sleep so i drank a glass of milk and ate a couple of sweet juicy oranges and tried again and this time I almost fell

My journey the day I left my home country in search of a better life was not as pleasurable or exciting as I expected. Although it was not a long flight, the accumulation of unexpected vicissitudes during the trip made my dream of traveling an absolute nightmare. Not only my sadness to be leaving my family behind, the uncertainty to fly alone and for the first time, or my inexperience with the procedures at the airport contributed to this calamity, but even my neighbor on the plane added his bit of sand in the affair. All this situation was such traumatic to me that I even considered never daring to fly again.