humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
A Month in China
Back in 2017 my wife and I traveled back to her home in China, it had been almost four years since she had last visited. She and I had just gotten married a year before and we had a tumultuous year and a half dealing with US Immigration (We live in Canada now, I moved her here with me.) and the Parents-in-Law wanted to meet me.
By Nicholas R Yang5 years ago in Wander
Out of Place at Home
Growing up, I always felt out of place. I just never really fit in. I didn’t like overly girly stuff, so I didn’t fit in with the girls. And I wasn’t a boy, so I didn’t fit in with the boys. On top of this, I was the tall kid. The overweight kid. As a six-foot seventh grader, whose figure did not conform to the acceptable petiteness of preteen girls, my time in middle school was fraught with feeling like the ultimate outsider. Always removed from the socializing that was happening in the circles a foot below me.
By Megan Clancy5 years ago in Wander
Living the Dream in Paris
Glass exploded in my face as the deafening percussion pounded my ears. “GET DOWN! GET DOWN!” Brad screamed. “THEY’RE SHOOTING AT US!” I dove to the floor of the Mercedes, just as a big, hairy hand reached menacingly towards me. My fantastic dream had just turned into a living nightmare!
By Donna L. Roberts, PhD (Psych Pstuff)5 years ago in Wander
Down and Out on the French Riviera
I started meditating in France. Every morning, I would step out onto the huge balcony, carpeted with fake green grass. The Southern sun would already be hot and strong, even in winter. The retractable awning hummed as I lowered it, settling myself into the rented wicker furniture to close my eyes and focus on my breath.
By Ryan Frawley5 years ago in Wander
How Sewing Helped Me Survive a 41-Country Trip
When I packed a small set of sewing scissors for the international trip I thought would take 12 months, I had no idea how much I’d need that craft on my coming adventure. In the early days of planning, I thought I’d do most of my sewing beforehand — ideally making myself a capsule wardrobe I could wear through a six-continent trip to research singleness.
By christianna5 years ago in Wander
What can be done with 40,000 origami cranes?
Folklore says if you fold 1000 origami cranes, you get a wish. I have a big wish. I wish for world peace. So, I find paper. I use scissors to cut it into a square. I write a secret wish on the paper. I fold it into an origami crane. I give it away. This is my simple yet powerful project, 1000 Cranes 4 Peace.
By Arlene Butler5 years ago in Wander
Ode to Paris
Paris is the beloved city of thousands of people around the world. It is a city that is associated with memories, love, vacations, and the education of people from various backgrounds. It is also geographically a place of freedom. Furthermore, it is no coincidence that, for decades, many persecuted people who manage to escape the dictatorial and totalitarian regimes of their countries have often chosen Paris as a safe haven.
By George Karouzakis 5 years ago in Wander
Lost
Your existence is the echo of the night wind escaping. An unplanned trip brings unexpected peace to the heart. The bus is attached to the rolling Panshan Highway, and it is a cliff with a low eyebrow. It's a long drive, and the sun is flickering because of thick clouds. I tilted my head and suppressed my eyes in the nearby L. She sat quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, and her hair was as neat as the mood. Do you know, for many years, I am willing to stay where I am, quietly observing the attitude of neglecting words and deeds, and how I have an extremely pleasing root in you? After a few hours of turbulence, I finally arrived at my destination. When I got off the bus, I smelled the clear air after a storm comes a calm, and there were few passengers around me. I took my step, took a big breath and stretched my limbs, which made the air flowing around me drive myself to secretly rot in a corner of the city.
By Emiliconvinci.168825 years ago in Wander
Travel with your heart
No matter what season, traveling will change a person's mood for a period of time. Every day, we shuttle in the busy city, occasionally feel a little lonely, sometimes shuttle in the confused street scene, and sometimes feel familiar but unfamiliar. In the bustling city, there are many lonely and tired souls, with faces scattered in this reinforced concrete jungle. It is our eternal pursuit and final destination to quickly pass through the lush and vast land outside the window of the car.
By barthotzcxcqt5 years ago in Wander
You Can Find Awe Where the Words Run Out
This is where the words run out Between white-crowned mountains striped with shadows and furred by forests, on the slow-breathing skin of an ancient lake. The reflective water turns the mountains upside down. The sun becomes a bright bar of gold that points at everyone who looks at it.
By Ryan Frawley5 years ago in Wander
