First Thing's First

Early this summer, or rather late spring to be exact, I got on a red-eye flight Delta Airlines plane at the Salt Lake City International Airport and ended up in Washington D.C. ten hours later. D.C.would become my home for the next 14 weeks and coming from small town Provo, Utah to one of the most prominent cities in the world did not come without its culture shock.

Just to name a few, everything cost an arm and a leg to buy, the air seemed to suffocate you in its warm wet humid grasp, the diversity of people made up for Utah’s lack thereof 100 times over.

The goal of the trip was to learn about my field of study through an internship, but in the long run I took just as much home with me about life, culture, and the world around me. What I gained from living in the city was a priceless learning and growing experience in the best setting you could ask for.