Yesterday, while on a short trek with the Holiday Riding Program, a girl asked me: "What is a stick of butter?" The difference between each country's most common format of butter is never something I would've ever thought to consider when I planned this internship.
Today, I learned that LAX is a layer cake. However, it's not filled with equally wonderful layers of cake and frosting, no, it's filled with layers of "this is the height of luxury" and "I think I might die here".
I've never been much of a traveler. At all. If I made you a list of all of the places I have been, you would at first be impressed, until you realized that I have barely left the East Coast of the U.S., and that most of my other destinations have been for school, or... Continue Reading →