Haven’t we all pretended to be better than tourists? As if we somehow fit into that level above. That’s because the stigma around “tourists” isn’t good.
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I finally invited my mother to travel with me, and I didn’t regret it–not even once. Well, maybe.
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As a chubby blonde-haired girl growing up in the early 2000’s, running through the woods around our house was a weekly occurrence. Rather than getting grounded and having my phone taken away, like all other children experienced at my age, I was forced to run laps. Several laps. My parents owned an acre of hilly land, and I also had to finish each lap in under a minute and 45 seconds. Brutal. As a young child, I desperately pushed my body as hard as it could out of fear of receiving additional punishment: more laps.
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