
Traveling has always been a true love of mine and in my mind worth any expense, and any sacrifice. I have felt this way since the eighth grade when I saved up all my babysitting money and went to Iceland with my best friend for three weeks to celebrate “Jol,” the Icelandic Christmas.
Going to other countries has always astounded me. For one there is the language barrier, which is a constant learning experience. Then there is the concept of changing time zones whose charming effect never ceases to amaze me. There is nothing that can compare to exploring a new country and getting to know it’s ins and outs. As you discover new food, new people, beautiful architecture, and natural wonders your love for this place and traveling grows and grows.
However in this day and age, it is up to the traveler how foreign they want this experience to be. In my travels I have seen how Globalization has made every country more and more alike. American power and popular culture has managed to infiltrate its way into countries all over the world. It’s not that these influences are overpowering, but rather they are readily available for those who can’t bear to leave certain comforts of home behind.
To be a good traveler is something some people naturally possess. I am not one of these people. I am the girl, that gets pick pocketed, falls up some stairs while sight-seeing, orders the most exotic food on the menu only to find out it’s baby reindeer, all in one day. However, I have my own set of survival techniques. I am great at reading maps, and meeting new people, and I am not ashamed to say that I turn to the comforts of home (the good ol’ U S of A) when in need…the Starbucks on every corner, the cold coca cola or the golden arches all making me feel more at home.