and in all my travels as the facts unravel i found this to be true...

so, just for a little synopsis/introduction...i absolutely love to travel. the first time i went out of the country was when i was eight, and my dad's father took the entire side of the family to Scotland. i can recall almost all moments, and i think that's what peaked my initial interest in visiting the rest of the world.

my family has also gone on many vacations together, mostly to areas in northern michigan and the midwest. generally it starts as my dad finding a manor house or some kind of architectural thing, and the rest of the family going along. we had a whole trip in southern Ohio devoted to something like that. i've gotten a great appreciation for architecture from this.

i also had many, many penpals when i was younger - the very first penpal was in second grade, from California - a friend of my teacher also had a second grade class, so we all wrote to each other. the first international penpal was from Moldova (part of the former USSR), when I was about nine - and subsequently, Ireland, Italy, Hungary, Germany, and China. i've had the great opportunity to meet only one of them - Peng Li, from Guangzhou, China, i met through my uncle, who oversees foreign labor at TCBY companies, and met Peng Li's father, who owns one of these companies in China - not only did she travel to visit me when i went to China on my band trip in 2001, but she came and stayed with my family for six weeks the summer between freshman and sophomore year of high school. (Incidentally, she now lives in New York after completing her master's in English education at NYU.)

needless to say, i have been intrigued by the world since i was young. i have had the opportunity to travel to China and Morocco through school, and i hope to be able to travel to everywhere else in the world.




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