…my feet. Seriously though, I have learned this summer just how much of a privilege it is to have a car or at least be given a ride by a car. I know people have already written blogs about hitchhiking and how crazy it can be sometimes, but when we don’t catch a ride with someone, sometimes our only chance to get somewhere is to walk. One morning, Shanna and I walked a little more than halfway to the school, which was a good hour and a half walk, I don’t know how far we walked exactly, but I know that it was a fairly long way. Another story that I have about walking is one afternoon when school was over, Seth and I caught a bus to the house after already walking through town in the pouring rain. Once we reached our stop at the end of our fairly long driveway, we had two choices. We could either sit at the bus stop to wait for the rest of the interns to get back and pick us up, or we could…walk; we walked. It was a good walk, but difficult in the fact that my clothes weighed more because they were completely soaked and because much of our driveway is a good uphill climb. Those are just a few of my experiences from walking a lot, but I think my favorite part about walking besides the amazing exercise that I get, is the time to actually enjoy the views. Because when you are driving by things, it can be a lot easier to miss some of the awesome things that you get to see when you take a little walk.
--Kenz
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