humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
Jake’s Little Black Book
Jake McKerrigan hadn’t put much stock in anything his father had to say for decades. As a child, Jake had called out the senior McKerrigan for idiocy in thinking when the old man said Oral Roberts University in Oklahoma was going to be “bigger than Harvard.”
By Maria K. Fotopoulos5 years ago in Wander
Memoirs of a Mountaineer
Albert takes up a new hobby Albert Barnaby Weber was 74 years old when he discovered geocaching. It was his Wife, Penny’s, idea. She had heard about it from her nurse and was filled with excitement reporting the details back to her husband as he wheeled her out of the hospital.
By Megan Tinsdale5 years ago in Wander
1969
As secretary of Tulsa Heritage Bank, my day consists of prepping the coffee, answering calls, and readily greeting customers with a smile. I couldn’t help but wonder if that was all my life would amount to. But, on one day in 1969, the sun was just beginning to droop towards the west and I was heading home. I recall feeling particularly stifled by the heat and suffocated by my pantyhose. I rummaged through my bag to find my keys, only to look up and see a black notebook propped against my windshield. Suspicious, I looked around to see if anyone else was nearby. I picked up the foreign object and opened it in the name of curiosity.
By Dailey Whitehouse5 years ago in Wander
A Nomad’s Notebook
Chains of marigold flowers dance in the window as the bus trundles over bumps and potholes. Glass beads and a golden Ganesha swing to and fro above the driver. Even the roof is decorated in a riot of coloured paints, all clamouring to brighten the passengers’ spirits, despite most of them being fast asleep. Tabla drums and the wistful tune of a bansuri flute play through speakers above the dreaming heads, their rhythm bouncing even more than the bus’s wheels on the uneven road.
By Sarah Hatch5 years ago in Wander
Sign of the Times.
Amie’s gap year was everything she had dreamed of. South East Asia’s vibrant, colourful culture teemed with life. Thailand, the land of smiles, was alive with a modern buzz, and an ancient ambiance, with the Buddhist temple of Wat Pho at its heart.
By Abigail Connelly5 years ago in Wander
Meadville
Having lived in Meadville, Pennsylvania for his entire 42 year life, and being the sole owner of the Brandon Family Restaurant, Mark lived a comfortable and happy life. When Mickey’s Firehouse Station opened up on the other side of town, he was afraid that he would lose business and have to close. However, the opposite has proven to be true and the restaurant is thriving! Mickey’s is an old firehouse that was turned into a restaurant, and since it gets regular write-ups in travel articles, it attracts the tourists. Locals tended to frequent Brandon’s and Mark believed he knew everyone in this town of 13,000. Imagine his surprise when a stranger arrived and sat at the bar, placed a black notebook on the counter, and asked for Mark Brandon personally.
By Jennifer Dolton5 years ago in Wander
Tree Blooms
I could hear the birds outside my window. They were singing without a care in the world. Their song filled my dingy apartment from wall to wall. What I wouldn’t give to be one of the birds sitting on the ledge of my window at 6:30 in the morning at the top of this cement four-story apartment building in the bustling city.
By Darby Hicks5 years ago in Wander
