As I struggled up the side of Blood Mountain, wheezing, barely able to breathe under the pulsing heat of the midday sun, I began to cry.
JOeKULSARLON, Iceland -- I'd never seen icebergs before. I'd always imagined them covered in penguins or polar bears, layered with lazy seals and sea lions, resting. But at Joekulsarlon, an icy lagoon at the base of Iceland's Brei\0xF0amerkurjoekull Glacier, quiet pieces of ice floated bare, decidedly devoid of life. Some pieces, nearly sapphire blue in the haze of the falling snow, cracked and groaned ominously.
From the base of an Icelandic glacier to a peak in the Appalachian Mountains, writers at The Miami Student captured their spring break travel experiences, both in words and photos.
I'd been in Europe for two weeks, and I still hadn't had that wow moment. The moment that's supposed to jump out at you and say, "Hey! You're in another country! Isn't this amazing?"
Rome has two sides.
Gondola rides, watercolor sunsets and trying to say 'sorry'
I saw him look at me out of the corner of my eye before he spoke.
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This story was previously published in The Miami Herald's In Cuba Today and can be found at www.incubatoday.com
This story was previously published in The Miami Herald's In Cuba Today and can be found at www.incubatoday.com
Alison Perelman, The Miami Student
By Mary Schrott, For The Miami Student