Just another girl trying to find her place . . . all over the world.

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Road Trip: James Dean’s Hometown

So there’s is no explaining why I like James Dean. There’s something about him that from the first time I saw him I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Then I found out he was dead and I felt my heart was broken. I’m not going to lie, I cried when I found out. Even before I knew who he was I felt kind of tied to him. Since grade 4 my motto has been “Dream like you’ll live forever, Live like you’ll die today“. It was funny to find out 8 years later that he was the one who said that.
A few years ago, I was going through a really difficult time with my family splitting up and I felt no one understood me or what I was going through. And there was something about him that I felt did understand just through his movies. I haven’t watched the full movie of Giant because I just can’t. I can’t say it’s all over.
Before this trip I never saw James Dean out of my room or house. None of my friends were really fans or knew who he was. Walking into the James Dean Gallery I was overwhelmed by how much other people loved him. It wasn’t just me and people felt the same as me. They adored him but couldn’t understand why. He didn’t have a lot of interviews and you had to go off what other people said about him. And they definitely didn’t portray him as some kind of God. They talked of him as being kind, gentle, respectful, shy, can talk you ear off, and loved cars and bull fighting. But there were others who described him as sick and needing help because of his shyness and not being able to talk or approach people. His close friend described him as the loneliest person in the world. Maybe that’s why I can relate to him during difficult times in my life, because I feel the exact same way most of the time.
His grave was smaller than I expected and a lot smaller than any of the tombstones there. My father and I walked around for a good 20 minutes before we found him. He’s buried beside his aunt and uncle. His grave is very small with lipstick marks on it. It’s a tradition to kiss the stone but I couldn’t because my father was there and that made me uncomfortable. Seeing him in his grave made everything very real. This man I looked up to was dead and there I was just standing there, not knowing what to do. I wanted to cry, but again, my dad was there. He was a great actor and a great man.
I thought I would go to his hometown and pay my respects to a man who helped me in ways you can’t imagine and I will never be able to explain.










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Niagara Falls

Oh the great and mighty north! One of the things that both America and Canada share are the Niagara Falls. Now you might be wondering; how is it possible to share the Falls if there is a border? Well, you may or may not know that there are actually two falls and Niagara Falls! Shocker, isn’t it? The one that everyone goes to see is the Canadian Falls (pictured above), also known as the Horseshoe falls. During the day you can get great pictures of the Falls but if you really want to see them light up, you should definitely check it out at night. But remember… If you’re going to the Canadian Falls you will get wet.

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A Warning from My Sister

My sister and I are two completely different people.  To start she’s tall, I’m short.  I can’t tan for my life and she tans in the winter.  My eyes are a weird combination of yellow and green while her’s are brown.  Where we are the most different is our thought process.  It made me want to put a post here dedicated to the warnings I have received from some people.  The biggest one being You are going to be raped on your trip!

This mostly coming from my sister and her friend who are just a year younger than me. They believe CouchSurfing, hostels, and strange countries mean I’m not safe. They believe the world is bad and you should always be on alert for someone wanting to kidnap you and put you in the sex trade. They also believe that you should never do something by yourself, someone should always be with you.

I’m the kind of person that enjoys being by myself, I don’t mind it. It gives me time to think and I get to do what I want without someone always telling me what to do. I believe that people are good. If you go around thinking everyone wants to hurt you, you attract that. If you believe that the world is a good place and everyone wants to help each other, that’s what you attract.

I’m not saying that I’m going to go around listening to what strange people that want to take me to a local spot at the end of an alley, but I want to keep an open mind. I know when to trust my gut and ask for help.

The problem is media has given us the perception that anything foreign and strange is bad. Don’t go to Europe because you’ll be kidnapped like the girls in Taken! Don’t trust people from the Middle East because they’re terrorists! Media shows all the bad things that can happen when you travel, never any of the good stuff and experiences you will have.

China is now warning it’s people traveling to be careful because they can get murdered in Canada, and they should be more protective. This is not the case at all! Being from Canada, I don’t know anyone that has it out for Chinese people. There is no threat for them in Canada, and they are telling their citizens that Canada has it out for them. It’s the same for us here when discussing other countries.

At the end of the day, I don’t want to be boxed in and not experience the world. If people were all bad, I wouldn’t have lasted 19 years in the world. Remember that you really don’t get the whole truth when you read about foreign countries in the news. It is best to go their yourself with an open mind and get ready to experience all the country has to offer.