The world is a beautiful place, filled with space to create memories, have new experiences, and tell more stories. Most teens don’t normally have the chance to take everything the world can offer at such a young age. This summer, however, my closest friends and I were given a teen tour to see some of the world's most beautiful places and the colors that made them their own.
Top Image: Grand Canyon
Nothing is more breathtaking than the indescribable feeling of being free. The feeling of being on top of the world, the ruler of your own. That’s what it felt to stand on the high rocks, looking over the Grand Canyon. Never had I seen nature in a true form such as this. The caverns themselves, although a natural brown, showcased the trees and other plants, allowing nature to show her face, leaving us in the true presence of beauty. Everyone attempted to stall by taking a million pictures, arms spread out, leaning over the edge, breathing in the clean air. No one wanted to leave the peaceful bubble we were all enclosed in. Soon though, we had to, but not before grabbing a few many of the canyon before heading home!
Above Image: Red Rock Country
Blurs of pink spotted across my vision as we sped down the mountain looking over a small town in Sedona. The pink popped perfectly against the natural colors of brown and orange and matched the colorful town below us. Screams and shouts of joys echoed throughout the drive as we bounced around excited to reach our destination. The driver sped up as we reached a hill and giggles became cackles as we fell on top of each other in a pile at the back. The Pink Jeep tours were by far one of the most amazing things I had ever done. Not only did we get to experience the Red Rock Country while speeding down the Road of No Return, but we also were able to learn about the different environments and cultures that were embedded in the small town in Sedona.
Above Image: Lake Tahoe
“Don't let go!” was shouted again and again over the motor of the boat. The clear water became frothy as the boat bounced along in Lake Tahoe. The world spun around in circles becoming new mixes of blues and green that had never been witnessed before. The boat came to a stop as we lounged in the crystal-clear water. The lake was at least 60 feet deep, hiding its own little world, unaffected by our fun on top of it. It was the perfect way to wrap up the end of the tour. Looking out at the small peaceful beach in front of us, we knew we had finally seen it all.
Zoey's article and images were published in issue 14.