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The hometown of Mahatma Gandhi
This image is intentionally of my breakfast than of a cityscape or a building in my hometown. Oh, before we go any further, my hometown is Ahmedabad, India - the largest city in the state of Gujarat! It is the where Mahatma Gandhi, fondly called as Bapu (Father of the Nation), led he nonviolence protest and Narendra Modi, our current Prime Minister of India, one of of the most influential politicians.
By Anand Safi5 years ago in Wander
Antioch is My Motherland
I arrived at the Amtrak station on First and E street near the delta with my DSLR. It’s Valentine’s day today and it’s the first one I’ll spend alone since my divorce. The plan is to capture some footage of all my favorite parts of Antioch for a writing challenge. I don’t live here, anymore and so the drive “home” certainly boasts the perfect love and nostalgia that no box of chocolates or clearance jewelry could give. There was nothing cheesy about being here, today.
By Stasi Grant5 years ago in Wander
Welcome to Winnipeg - Don't Forget Your Coat.
It’s a tale as old as time. Girl grows up, girl leaves town, girl moves to the big city, girl realizes she doesn’t need said city, girl moves home. At least the last time I checked. Well, that was certainly the case on August 3, 2020. After a grueling 3-day road trip across the country, and a 4-year hiatus, my minivan and I hurled back into orbit of my beautiful, old, prairie hometown. It was a moment I had tried to evade for years and yet, I couldn’t have been happier. What began first as a reentry into reality became nothing short of a love story. A story about old love, and about falling back in love.
By Kasia Nawrocka5 years ago in Wander
Two hometowns?
Is it possible to claim two hometowns? “Where are you from?” is a good question that is always thrown around. I am originally from a city where most people tend to mispronounce the name or ask “where’s that?” so my most typical response is “it’s about 20 minutes from Boston” to save emptiness chatter.
By Michael James Moïse5 years ago in Wander
Saint Cloud
I moved to Saint Cloud, Florida from the big city, Orlando. I was born and raised in Orlando. Me and Orlando, we grew up together. As I got older Orlando got more interesting. Orlando has cuisine from every country, it's home to Disney World and Universal Studios. It's close to world famous beaches including Daytona, Cocoa and Miami. From Orlando you can watch astronauts get launched into space! Why then would I choose not to write about Orlando? It's because Saint Cloud stole my heart. After 40 years of living with the constant growth and expansion of my hometown I decided I needed a change. I wanted to slow down. I wanted to get back to nature. I wanted to know my neighbors.
By Tiffanie Maas5 years ago in Wander
Mexican clay
Objectively speaking, I had not done much significantly meaningful with my camera for a long time, I had been travelling around Europe, Asia and Australia and although I was happy with the visual aesthetics my photos showed, I could not recall much magic in the moments captured. I was homesick and I needed to do something about it, I needed to recharge.
By Fabiola Camacho5 years ago in Wander
Magical Monticello
Every small town has its own kind of charm and every crow thinks their crow is the blackest; I’m no exception. In classic small town style, Monticello is a two lane, one stoplight town tucked in the outskirts of southcentral Kentucky. And for anyone not from Kentucky that might be conjuring up images of redneck mayhem and skanky Wal-Marts, lay your judgements aside for a moment. Let me introduce you to the magical authentic side of an adventure laden state.
By Mikki Simmons5 years ago in Wander
A morning beneath the Tetons
A cool breeze rustles the trees nearby as I sit on the bank of a clear pond. The sun slowly rises, capping the Tetons with a warm pink glow. Morning is by far my favorite, no matter how much I struggle waking up for it. The cool air mixed with the warm glow of the sun spreading throughout the valley keeps me intrigued, wanting more but I know the show will soon be over. As I sit in silence, watching the morning mist evaporate by the heat of the sun, birds begin chirping, waking the wildlife for a new day. Jackson, Wyoming has been my home for my entire 23 years of living. I have left for periods of time; college, work, travel; but I have always kept this place close at heart. As my time here has grown shorter, in a sense, this place has become more important to me each year. I find that taking for granted the place you grew up is a common occurrence, yet it is overlooked. Being someone who has grown up in the same place their entire life, it wasn't until I left for college, that I truly understood my hometown. No matter where you grow up, there is always something that stands out for each place, something that makes it unique. Whether that's miniscule, such as a favorite spot in a park or a favorite restaurant, or something much larger such as a mountain range or a lake.
By Cameron Campbell5 years ago in Wander
How I Learn to Swim
As I stand freezing, waiting for my boss to rotate our outside positions, I long for my Sun, my Heat and to lay on the sand as it warms my frozen toes. It’s funny the things you miss when they’re not readily available to you anymore. I moved from Dorado, Puerto Rico to Brooklyn, New York in a hurry and in 4 days time. I got on a plane, landed and headed straight to work. I barely had time to process what was happening and what was getting left behind. I lived on my island for 27 years before this and longed for an escape, so when the opportunity came I ran to it.
By Eddamar González5 years ago in Wander
