Suburban Kid Goes Hiking. Body Sore for Days.

I’m a suburban kid. The closest I’ve been to nature is sitting on a beach with a bag of chips and a bottle of sweet tea. But for some odd reason, I’ve been spending the beginning of summer begging someone to go hiking with me.

Again, I’m a suburban kid.

So most of my friends didn’t take me too seriously when I said I was going hiking. And why should they? My only experience with hiking was walking from my apartment to the not-quite-off-campus Target Express to grab some groceries.

But I was determined to go hiking this summer, and I finally found (okay, I forced) someone to go with me! Enter Chace – the guy who was unfortunate enough to say he would accompany me on a trip out to Potomac, Maryland, so we could explore the Billy Goat Trail.

The Problem With Traveling

Over winter break I had the wonderful opportunity to go abroad with my college. In two weeks, we travelled to Dubai, Abu Dhabi, Hong Kong, and Macau. The experience was life changing and it provided me with an opportunity to see and interact with different cultures. However, at the end of our trip, I had a huge problem.

I never wanted to go back home.