Category: Random
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Sziget Music Festival on the Island of Freedom
The week of August 10th-17th was filled with music. Budapest hosted the 23rd annual Sziget Music Festival on Obudai Island. Since 1993, the Island of Freedom has been a place of music, carnival, theatre and exhibition. One has the choice of buying a one-day pass or week passes that last for 5-7-days. In early April…
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A Journey Through Herzegovina
After two incredible and inspiring days in Sarajevo, I mentally prepared myself for yet another long day of traveling. I woke up early, and pursued the 7:15 am train with a destination of Mostar, Bosnia. This was set to be my final stop in Bosnia. Surrounded by mountains in a deep, green valley, Mostar is…
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The Tunnel of Hope
My most vivid memory from childhood involves a harrowing adventure on Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride in Disneyland. I remember my mom laughing while she let me “drive” the car. Unaware that the car was on tracks, I believed that I was in control of the uncontrollable car, and that I was therefore putting the lives…
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El Diablo in the White City
Legend says that when the Slavs landed on the Danubian shores of present-day Serbia, they were stunned by the beauty of an ancient, white-stoned fortress on a hill. They proclaimed, “We will live in this white city.” Thus, Beograd, or the White City, was born. I recently gazed upon the white city myself, and like…
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Bike Trip Around Lake Balaton
“I go to the Balaton!” I have heard that line so many times over the last year from my fifth graders. When I first heard them say that, I was of course confused. “WHAT is the Balaton?” Whatever it was, it sounded important. Not just Balaton but THE Balaton. The one, the only. From what…
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Haunted Dinant
Dinant is a small town centered on the banks of the River Meuse in the Namur region of Belgium. The town dates back to the 7th century, and it has since had a long and often bloody history. Due to its prime location on the river, it has been caught in the middle of many…
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Forest School
I survived. I survived three days, and two nights with my fifth-graders. Three days with five wild boys, four girls with attitudes, and approximately four Rambo knives, two bows and arrows, one sneaky box of matches, and worst of all, a can of Axe body spray. About a month ago, I learned that I had…
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City of the Gods
Last weekend, from June 5th-7th, I went back to the Classic City. No, Georgia. Not that Classic City. I explored Athens, Greece. This is the city that gave birth to philosophy, and inspired tremendous works of art. It is a city that represents Greek culture, and the very roots of civilization. In an ode to…
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In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In…
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Ghent: Canal Rides and Too Many Fries
On the third day in Belgium, the morning was bathed in sunlight, and the sky was deep blue. Justin had already left early in the morning to embark on a tour of the WWI battlefields. Since we had booked that tour for the next day, Meret and I decided to take a short train ride…
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