Submitted by D. Vincent A simple story. I lived for many years in Japan, first in rural Tokushima Prefecture as an English teacher, then later in Tokyo, working for the NGO Peace Boat, where I met, among many other amazing
From the Fields of Iowa to Ireland…
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I had moved from Iowa to Ireland and was doing some touring in the countryside when I came across the ‘World Ploughing Championships’ in the small Irish town of Carlow. I started walking down one of the rows and coincidentally
Island Full of Connections
Traveling solo, I arrived for a short stay on a tiny island in the South Pacific. As a small town Iowa girl, I never dreamed my travels would bring me to a Fijian island that was only four acres long.
Continents of Connections
In 1992, while in Tiananmen Square in Beijing, China during my Semester at Sea study abroad program, a doctor from Madrid, Iowa came up to me after seeing my Iowa State sweatshirt. I was so excited to meet a fellow