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(Photo by Anaylee Hough) Reminiscing is a bittersweet feeling. With all the snow and gloom that we are getting here in the north recently, I can’t stop thinking about the sunny South. I went to South Carolina with my family to visit my great aunt, whom I’d never met before, in a small town called Summerton. My grandmother was born and raised there, and I had never been to the South before, so I was excited for a change in scenery as a girl from the city that never sleeps.  Wi

Photo Credit: Azam Hostetler The travel experiences I remember are typically the ones where things go terribly wrong. It appears that travel experiences, especially casual commutes, I tend to forget after a while. A drive through a familiar neighborhood, a bus you usually take, or a walk on a familiar forest trail are forgettable, however peaceful they are.  The interesting matters that you end up remembering are usually unknown, although they may be chaotic. Today, I want to