Over the summer I went on a school sponsored trip to France, which was exciting to me because it was the first time I had traveled without my parents. With no parents to watch over what I was doing, I had to learn to make better decisions and carefully plan both my actions and activities.

One day, a group of students and I were out by the dock of a local village to take a group photo when suddenly it started pouring rain. It was as if the sky had unleashed the full force of the ocean on us, we all screamed and ran for cover but unluckily were caught in the midst of it. By some miracle we all huddled underneath the small roof of an old bus stop to wait it out while we all laughed at the new adventure we had experienced.

The rain, finally having stopped, we ventured back towards the town where we saw this massive old fashioned styled building with beautiful architecture. To commemorate our moment in the rain I raised my incredibly soaked phone, and snapped a picture of it. That picture became the definition of adventure to me because it was an experience I had never felt before and it was something that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget. All the fun and fear wrapped in one, I’m glad that adventure doesn’t stay hidden in my life, and this picture is a reminder to me that everything is as adventurous as you make it.