I am surprised at how fast this summer has flown by. At the start of the internship, I thought adjusting to the interpretive position and the site’s location would be an uphill battle for the entire summer. After working at Jewel Cave all these weeks,...

Rain rain, go away, come again another day! I am used to singing that to myself when the Orioles were at risk of getting rained out. Nowadays, I am singing that while I am in on-site housing with the near-daily thunderstorms. More relevant, I thought the...

As I diligently pack for my internship at Jewel Cave National Monument, I am reminded of my childhood trips to my mother’s hometown in Callao, Peru. With the rush of organizing and the constant worry of leaving something behind, I find myself in her footsteps!...