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Chapala Lakeside Market

by Joy Whitehead / Nov 21, 2012 / 0 comments

There are a lot of places in the world with a lakeside view, but nothing is quite like the view of Chapala, Mexico from the Chapala Lakeside Market, which is right on the water. This is not just a park, but it has lots of vendors that sell really cool things, like hand-woven backpacks, leather bags, jewelry, and snacks.

 

Chapala Malecon

Chapala Malecon

 

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Pets Welcome At All Florida State Parks

It is almost that time of year - time for folks around the world to retreat from the cold and descend upon the Sunshine State.

 

For many, the opportunity to enjoy the great outdoors in the dead of winter is what attracts them to Florida. This is evidenced by the convoy of RVs and campers rolling down I-95 and I-75.

 

Skyfall: The Adventures of 0012

by Emily Zumchak / Nov 15, 2012 / 0 comments

This video was filmed in Corsica, France on the beautiful streets of Sartan.

Seven Key Strategies for Moving Abroad

by Karen McCann / Nov 14, 2012 / 0 comments

You’ve hired the international movers, and are ready to embark on the grand adventure of moving abroad. However, there’s always a pulse-pounding moment when you stop to wonder if you’ve lost your mind. What have you gotten yourself into this time? How can you even hope to keep your mental equilibrium through the massive changes of an international move? What does it take to build a life that’s authentically your own in a country that isn’t?

 

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Burn Baby Burn: Tavy and the Issue with Conservation in Madagascar

The night is cool, the sun has just set, and the trees are swaying slightly in the wind. Every few minutes a truck drives by with a delivery: usually dropping off a load of tourists or a few dozen crates of beer. A few friends and I are sitting in the local bar eating fries, a rare treat for us, and drinking cokes. It’s just a normal night, until a fire starts on the other side of the hill. The smoke envelops the entire valley, and the fire lights up the remaining forest in an orange glow. The open air restaurant smells like smoke, and visibility is remarkably low.

An Underwater World of Wonders

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Nov 03, 2012 / 0 comments

The dry sand crunches under my feet as I walk across the beach. Little crabs skitter out of the way, racing amongst the scattered fragments of coral and seashells long abandoned to flip into the sea. For once, the ocean is calm. There’s not a ripple to be seen, as far as the horizon. A glassy mirror, the water reflects the cerulean sky above. Besides the wind dancing through the trees and my bare feet softly padding over the sand, a blanket of peaceful silence has settled over the beach.

How to Give an Elephant a Bath

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Nov 02, 2012 / 0 comments

The sun was just rising over the Laotian jungle. Mist still blanketed the Nam Khan River. It was cool out. The sun glowed through the mist, providing  an eerie morning.

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Mexico’s Day of the Dead, Dia de los Muertos

Mexico’s Día de los Muertos, or Day of the Dead, often gets confused with the American holiday that comes around the same time. While Halloween and Día de los Muertos share some connections, they aren’t synonymous.

The Adventures of Greenwich!

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Oct 29, 2012 / 0 comments

Whenever I go to Greenwich, I usually just go to the places of interest like Odeon cinema, Charlton shopping centre, or the O2. I never really thought to get off the bus and explore the places we drove past in the Greenwich area, until Tuesday. My friend Georgina and I decided to jump on the 486 bus going to North Greenwich and unravel the mystery of a place the bus always drives past before getting to North Greenwich (another name for it is the O2).

My Passion Project: Skiing

by beccatran / Oct 29, 2012 / 0 comments

I absolutely love skiing. Skiing has always been an enjoyable pasttime for me. I have been skiing since I was 5 years old. My sister and I go skiing on the weekends at a place not too far from our house. Every 4 years I watch the competitive ski racers in the Winter Olympics. I envy them so much.

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