Tiny Triumphs, Puny Pleasures

It’s the Little Things That You Remember by Lisa When I stood underneath George Washington’s nose at Mount Rushmore in South Dakota, I thought, this is what this road trip is…

Trapped…and Loving It

It’s clear and beautiful in Washington, DC. Our huge two-foot “Snowmageddon” has melted in what I still insist is a Southern sun. I can finally get out of my driveway,…

Girls’ Date Out: Philadelphia

Fellow Go Girl Erica and I made it through Valentines Day 2010 with not a boyfriend in sight. With hers in Germany and mine in Afghanistan, we were about to…

When you can’t walk…

4 March 2010 I don’t even know where to begin. This week was supposed to be a wonderful ball of stress and excitement culminating in an 8-hour flight to Germany…

Roadtrip: Lynchburg, VA

As I am taking a road trip this weekend, I know that I have to mentally prepare for the long haul; my mind has to be ready to endure the…

Being a Stay-Girl

I have lots of experience with being a Go Girl. In fact, this internet magazine is now nearly five months old (celebrate!) and going strong. I am thankful to our…

What Makes a Great College Town?

By Sarah If you don’t know much about me, I’m in a very transitional phase in my life right now. I recently quit one job and I am about to start…

Straddling Two Worlds

by Emily When I decided to come to Utah for college, it was a big deal. A lot of people thought I was throwing my academic future away by not…

The Ethics of Exploration

Standing on the cruise ship’s deck, staring at the brilliantly blue wall of ice in front of me, it was hard to tell which I wanted more: to see and…

A Different Kind of Gold

by Lisa “You ready to strike it rich?” Mike asked, grinning at me from beneath his baseball cap. “Sure!”  I hoped my tone reflected the enthusiasm I was trying to…

No Mentions of Thomas Wolfe

I’m home for the holidays. It’s funny. In the past five and a half years, I’ve lived in two different cities in two different countries. No matter how well I’ve…

The Wilds of Denali

6.22.2008 It’s the end of June and I’m wearing jeans, a sweater, and a pseudo-down vest, and have a windbreaker strapped to my backpack. My family- my mom, dad, and…

Concerts, Confidence and Courage

Concerts, Confidence and Courage by Lisa I have a confession to make. I love solo travel.  (That’s not the confession…stick around a minute, I’m getting to it.)  When I’m traveling…

Partaking of Philadelphia

Sometimes I forget, when I think about traveling, that small trips- local trips, even- are just as much adventures as the long, drawn-out voyages to distant locales. As I’ve been…