Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Wander.
The Autobiography of a Nobody Pt. 4
There was something strange about Thailand that stood out immediately to me, and once again it involved meal times. Every time we sat down to eat, whether it be at breakfast, lunch or dinner, we were never offered a knife. Everything we ate had to be with a fork and a spoon. I never did discover why this was, nor did I have a problem with it, but it was something odd worth noting. Imagine trying to eat your morning sausage and eggs with a spoon.
By Martyn Snow8 years ago in Wander
Volunteering Overseas
So what is VSO? Or Voluntary Services Overseas? Well, it’s exactly what it says on the tin; serving as a volunteer in another overseas from your home country. This kind of volunteering is usually associated with third world countries, but in fact, it can happen anywhere in the world, and I did mine in Japan. And you don’t necessarily need experience or special skills. You can literally volunteer to do anything, work-wise.
By John A. Cole8 years ago in Wander
The First of Many to Come
Moving to London has been the start of fueling my need to see as may cultures and countries as possible, and now that I have ignited this fire, I doubt it will ever go away. Over nine days, I traveled to three different locations: Milan, Amsterdam, and Berlin. Even though I only had a small amount of time in each location, I attempted to throw myself at every possible attraction.
By Alarna Chivers8 years ago in Wander
How It Feels to Touch the Clouds
Growing up, have you ever wondered what it feels like to fly? Or what it feels like to touch a cloud? I did, but I was also scared of heights. I refused to ride in an airplane and was even terrified to ride roller coasters. So how did I become one of these crazy people that jump out of airplanes, you ask? Well, sit back and enjoy my tale.
By Ashlee Brock8 years ago in Wander
The Big Picture: City Life
Highrises. That’s all there is to it. Downtown San Diego is quite the place; so many different personalities it’s hard to find somewhere to start. How about the girl in the pink jacket? She doesn’t look like she lives here. What about that jogger over there? He’s moving way too fast! The group of guys that just came out of the restaurant? Too intimidating. How about we try the lady walking her dog? Perfect.
By Sophie Cloonan8 years ago in Wander
As a Woman, I Take Pride in My Historical Patchwork Quilt
"It’s no-thing, not no-uhn. Abbie, how do you say it?” My relaxed spring day has been interrupted, not by the chirping of birds or the mowing of grass, but by a debate that has plagued my multi-dialectal house for almost a decade. I respond to my step-father with the reply I always give when I am asked, as if one day the answer will change: I say ‘no-uhn’. Despite my honesty, I am met with a look I can only describe as the parental ‘I’m not angry, just disappointed’ glare. “But that’s wrong! There’s a ‘T.’” My mum returns fire as I play the part of an umpire in an impassioned verbal tennis match. “It’s wrong to you, but that’s the way we say it, so it’s right!”
By A. Andrews8 years ago in Wander












