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If you are well-seasoned traveler, I’m sure you feel about the same in regards to distance and your perception of what is truly far. There is no doubt that traveling has affected my perception of far very much like the common expression of across the pond. Although the Atlantic Ocean is certainly not a short.
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The third post on visiting my roots comes upon the completion of a recent trip to my hometown in Wisconsin. YES, I did purchase a cheesehead hat and matching accessories as seen in the picture. However, as many last minute souvenir choices, it wouldn’t fit in my suitcase. So, my solution was like many that.
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You can take the girl out of Wisconsin but you CANNOT take the Wisconsin out of the girl. With that said, I must admit I have a very abnormal affinity for something Wisconsin is famous for, CHEESE. Okay, maybe it would be better said that I have a minor cheese addiction. That’s right! I love.
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With a long overdue trip scheduled to return to my hometown in western Wisconsin, I thought that I would share a series of unique cultural tidbits from my roots. For this particular post, I dig back to the age of four, where I was initiated into the Norwegian tradition of lutefisk and lefse belly up.
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I hope I got your attention with SCUBA in Wisconsin. It kinda sounds like an oxymoron doesn’t it? But, it is true. As I am sitting inside observing the plummeting temperatures around the U.S. and even in Florida and dreaming of warm waters, fins, and masks, I remember how I learned to SCUBA.  As you.
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It was the summer of 1995 in a small, Mississippi River town in Wisconsin calledTrempealeau. I had recently graduated from high school and was working the summer at the Historic Trempealeau Hotel as a server until the start of the Fall Semester at the University of Wisconsin at Madison. The summer was nearly half over with.
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Where Ms Traveling Pants Grew Up?

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Now returned from my journey over the pond to England, I now smell an apple pie cooking in the oven for one of my favorite traditions, Thanksgiving. I am not traveling this year, but staying where I “hang my hat”, Fort Lauderdale, Florida. As I tell most people, I didn’t want to wait until retirement.
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How fitting that I introduce my Ms Traveling Pants blog and myself as I sit on my way to London with laptop on the tray table with hopes of a bearable in-flight movie on yet another journey in my adventures of both near and far. So that you have further insight into who I am.
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