New Orleans is the reason I am who I am. Where most people see it only for Bourbon Street, the French Quarter, and beignets, it stands as...

My first trip to the Civic Garden Center opened my eyes to a new world. As I stepped into the field of bright green grass and vibrant...

After a steaming bowl of lamb soup that was more comforting than filling, I grab my roommate, and we board the bus set to take our...

I never imagined that taking a study abroad trip to Iceland would lead me to defend a hotdog as if my life depended on it. One of...

After hours of flying over endless water, the plane descends toward land, only to rise again. The turbulence rocks us so violently that I...

Pressing my face against the icy window of my study-abroad class' tour bus, I spot “Emma’s Body Art,” its windows lined with piercing...

Scottsdale, Arizona The sweltering heat from the 100 degree sun was no match for my newfound golf skills. Gripping the club my dad handed...

Naples, Florida I can't help but smile as my feet battle a million granules of sand in counting, gathering in my shoes. I'm juggling a...