Tramper.

Today I remembered something i had long forgotten about. I remembered the first time i ventured outside of America, I didn't go such a great distance, only Mexico but still. That very moment of my life had forever changed me. I stepped out of the plane to a crowded hot muggy airport filled with tourist from god knows where, ready to have the time of their life in the Beautifully commercial Cancun. Even though Ive visited Cancun several times, it is a very deceptive place. Cancun Mexico, my first venture outside of America, would be the place that fueled a life of ambition and desire. I was 6 years old, and i knew that i wanted to see the world. I didn't know that i would shortly become obsessed with maps and time zones, but what i had known was that i had found passion for something for the first time. since that short journey to Mexico all those years ago had triggered a deep curiosity to see the world. i wanted to venture to Europe at that very moment and stand on history. America is an amazing place if you look close enough, but it is not the place for me. So i keep my list close to my heart and slowly check off the places i must see, i aspire to touch the hearts of every country, an American girl, tramping the world chasing her dreams, the same dreams that she has had since she was 6 years old. see beyond the boarders of America, there is a world, so wonderful and mysterious that i cannot help but crave and desire to solve its mysteries and feel their complexity. i want to breath the air of every country, sing the songs of every nation and love the culture of every world. Hello World, its nice to finally meet you.

Gibby, out