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Most recently published stories in Wander.
Arizona Bound
Growing up, I never believed in ghosts or hauntings, until my adult years in Arizona when I decided to make a career for myself in the healthcare industry and when both my parents became ill and passed away. When skeptics say, "I have to see it to believe it," I get it. I was one of those skeptics who had to see it to believe it.
By Kate Adams7 years ago in Wander
New York! New York!
I LOVE NEW YORK! Despite everything that goes on here, I still love it. Where should I begin? I have been a native New Yorker since the day I was born. As far back as I can remember, it was just the three of us: Mom, Dad, and little young me. For starters, we lived in an apartment on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. It was close in proximity to Columbia University. Right away, attending a university later on in life was ingrained very early on. I remember looking out of the window at night and barely seeing images in the darkness. I was able to make out some sort of park. It looked like some sort of park that I saw on a jazz record cover. I saw the lights just barely above the trees. They looked like steady neon flames. It was so nice when balanced against the nighttime sky. How much did it make an impression on me? I was almost two years old at the time.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Wander
Jungfrauhoch, Switzerland
Standing on the Jungfrau Platform at 3454m above sea level, this icy experience and views will take your breath away... Found halfway between the Swiss-Italian border and the beautiful water features of Interlaken, Mt. Jungfrau can be found next to Eiger and Monch, with views of the Aletsch Glacier. The best starting point for this trip is departing from Lauterbrunnen, easily accessible by road and rail and with great connections to Jungfrau region. Whether visiting the Jungfrau for onsite activities or following one of the regional Glacier Trails, the Jungfraujoch, the Top of Europe, definitely should not be missed out of a travel itinerary.
By Rosalyn Grams7 years ago in Wander
Living on an Old Country Road
Living out in the country is a fun thing if you are born and raised as a country girl or boy. I always loved the leaves falling on old country roads, and when you drive over them, you can see them fly off the road. The beauty of living in the country is that you don't have to worry about the city life. The only things you have to listen to were birds chirping, crickets making noise at night, or frog croaking. Have you ever walked a country road alone? It is so peaceful and quiet. It's few and far in between when you will see a car coming by.
By Peggy Rice7 years ago in Wander
The Real Costa Rica
Costa Rica is a beautiful country. If you ask anyone who has visited, you will hear them say the same thing. But, if you truly want to visit Costa Rica, then you have to step past "gringo" territory and obtain an accurate view of the country.
By Laurel Solorzano7 years ago in Wander
Visiting Billings Montana
I recently visited Billings Montana to see Garth Brooks in concert and take in a few other sites and locations. First and foremost the concert was awesome, just like his show I went to in Vegas years ago. This show was at the Metra, which hosts other venues as well. During my stay, I also went to a car show and a rodeo as well as one other concert. This facility also hosts dog shows for the dog lover in you, however, there weren't any shows scheduled during my visit. The Metra is set up with rolling hills around it and is close to Yellowstone River, which I have heard from the locals is a good place to go for fishing and quiet time.
By Kate Adams7 years ago in Wander
The Train to Pozo del Tigre
It always surprises me just how different people and their lives are when you travel around the world. Every place is different; every group of people live different lives. This brings to mind the time I had cause to travel to Pozo del Tigre. Where is Pozo del Tigre? I hear you ask. Pozo del Tigre, which means ‘Well of the Tiger’, is laughingly described as a village on the rail route from Santa Cruz, Bolivia, travelling south towards Argentina. I say laughingly called a village because there is practically nothing there and if you closed your eyes for three seconds on the train, you would miss it.
By Chris Randall7 years ago in Wander