humanity

If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.

1 BRIDGE Home Is Home
Home Is where the heart pumps, through the air we breathe through the streets we grieve hoping the same beliefs, building the wall of expression the life of lessons striving through the oppression and systematic depressions, what comes from these deep rooted tree that once was a seed that was planted to in the middle of pain. First the grain from which I came upright. The streets always had a bad name, whats the results of struggle some make ways out of what's given also trying to reach opportunity which seems like reaching to the moon and underneath those stars we may gaze up to dreams to reality and the choices made can change an individuals life at the snap of a finger. Wonder you could be here one minute enjoying your life and the next minute may not be so promising as we all are still enduring (2020) in this pandemic. Growth leads to great accomplishment so every minute of the road begins and the path leads to the Bridge or should I say the soul of the streets.
By VLit1015 years ago in Wander
Brooklyn
My Name is Terrell and my hometown is Brooklyn, NY. What I love bout Brooklyn is the diversity and creative nature of the town. Brooklyn has a reputation for being a hard-nosed, tough town that has birth some very creative and influential people. New York City as a whole is one of, if not the most diverse city in the world, and Brooklyn is a direct reflection of that. The biggest difference between Brooklyn and Manhattan is the diversity in neighborhoods. Manhattan has a lot of people of different ethnicities and nationalities together. Brooklyn on the other hand has various neighborhoods of different nationalities, which really allows you to see how different cultures live.
By Terrell Ray5 years ago in Wander
My Home
There have been so many times I’ve said, “I am going home” referring to a place that was not actually my home. Like the times I’ve been on vacation and told a group of new friends I just met that I was “heading home”, but really I was just going back to the cute little Airbnb I’d rented for the week. It was not really home, but it felt that way while I was there. I am sure many of you can relate. I tend to be on the more adaptable side, making myself comfortable in these places. Forgetting that after seven or ten, days I will no longer be there. I will pack up my things and go back to my “real” home. There’s a specific feeling there - when you’ve gotten used to this new space, and your new surroundings. But, at the same time, you’re yearning to be in your own bed, in your own house. And you cannot wait to get home. Home, what does it mean?
By Christina Viola5 years ago in Wander
Old Stomping Grounds
There is a term I like to throw around when discussing the best hometown features and reminiscing good old nostalgia. Its coined old stomping grounds! (Where I'm not actually stomping ground, ya know its um...a figure of speech, an idiom as you will. Gosh, who remembers those?!)
By Mark Smith5 years ago in Wander
On Traveling
I’ve settled into a quasi-routine in my life back at home, filling days with spin classes and Word documents and what probably averages out to five cups of coffee per day. It’s a lovely routine, but it is just that — a routine. And I’ve come to realize that nothing should be routine in your 20s.
By Maija-Liisa Ehlinger5 years ago in Wander
Welcome to Depew
My hometown has a population of around 550 people, not counting cousins who visit extended family members until their earlier transgressions subside enough for them to return home. The population of Depew, Oklahoma, America has neither swollen nor retracted to any noticeable degree over the past fifty years, but I prefer to use the cousin analogy. I would rather spin a story than recite dry facts.
By Jay Michael Jones5 years ago in Wander
Burger King is my spirit animal
But I suppose I should start at the beginning. Growing up, I was pretty sure I was part wolf. I mean, everything about them was so cool, from the howl to the pack mentality and even how they waited until dark to hunt their prey.
By Rick Martinez5 years ago in Wander
Once, my hometown.
When growing up in my hometown, I was in a bubble that I created myself but looking back I can see that the place I grew up in, created that bubble instead.
By Matthew Grantham5 years ago in Wander
For a Moment, I Felt the Pandemic Took the Life Out of London
1. It was supposed to be an assignment like many others. I’ve been a TV journalist for many years, filmed in some of the craziest locations and situations. Never have I thought, when asked to film a day of walking around in the empty streets of locked-down London, that this would be a story that would affect me as much.
By Elad Simchayoff5 years ago in Wander
To Live in a Rainbow
I was born and raised in the Midwest, but my heart and soul have always belonged to the sea. Maybe it's because I am a Pisces; I was twelve years old when I told my dad out of the blue one day, "When I turn eighteen, I'm moving to California and I'm never coming back."
By Jenny 5 years ago in Wander
Rochester, MN
Ah yes, the Midwest! Currently -6 and we aren’t even close to done with winter. Yikes. Not the best-selling point admittedly for my hometown. Funnily enough, I wasn’t born here and haven’t spent the majority of my life here. Yet I call this my hometown because I plan to make my life here. I even encouraged my mother to move here so she could eventually be close to her grandchildren (whenever that day comes). I spent 15 years down south so moving to the Midwest was shock, especially the winters. For the first few years many made fun and poked at me for whining about how cold it is here. Of course, in the summertime I would poke fun at my Midwest friends for complaining about the heat. What I can tell you is that this place does have some friendly folks once you get to know them. Despite popular belief it does actually warm up in the spring and summer. It can actually get humidity comparable to the south and then some. Many come out to play in the summer and you will be hard pressed to find anyone really staying indoors on a Saturday night. Yes, they love their bars just as much as anyone else! We live an hour and a half away from the twin cities. You can travel to the Mall of America one weekend day and enjoy a concert at Target Field. For those who love baseball, you will find they love the Minnesota Twins.
By Tara C.5 years ago in Wander
Faces
I am in my mid thirties. Ok fine, smack dab in the middle, I am thirty five. I am just now starting to see how the development in my small town is really emerging. We are still really far away from being a pedestrian friendly city, but I like to believe the thought process is there and in place.
By Vanessa R. Powell5 years ago in Wander