




My sister, Chrystal, recently had her wedding reception after eloping in the Maine mountains. Ah, to elope in the mountains! I support her 100% for not including anyone else in the wedding ceremony. I suppose it's difficult for some to fully support a sibling or family member in eloping instead of having a big wedding, but I truly feel that that is what a marriage is all about. It's an extremely intimate thing that should come with an intimate ceremony. I can't wait until I get to experience it.
But all in all, Rochester is a beautiful city, somewhat resembling Pleasantville, and is equipped with gorgeous trails, quaint houses, friendly neighbors, nearby lakes, and sweet radio stations. It's the kind of place I would want to raise a family if I were to stay in the U.S.
More than anything, this trip made me realize how much I had missed my family since moving to Ohio. As quirky and slightly dysfunctional as they are, I love them dearly and I appreciate where I come from more and more all the time. It's funny how growing up makes you realize just how much like your family you really are, but also that it doesn't bother you so much anymore to know that; I know now that they are intelligent and good-hearted people just trying to live life the best way they can. I really only get to talk to them on the phone now, and traveling is a financial burden in itself. I just wish someone would invent the teleporter already.

























