I was seventeen years old, alone, and and very anxious as I stood in line at JFK airport, gripping my passport and plane ticket that would eventually take me to Iceland.
So here it is, the beginning. I want this blog to be personal, a place where I can write my thoughts and record the mostly-boring-but-sometimes-life-altering things that happen to me. But I mainly want this blog to be about everything else except me; about the world, different cultures, different people, different lives. How can I accomplish this? It helps that despite being an average teenage girl who enjoys shopping, Netflix, friends, and being a biomedical engineering major which hard material consumes 90% of my daily brain power, my true passion is