I am from a lot of places. I was born on Earth, which revolves around the Sun. I am also from the United States of America, a place on the North American continent. I am also from Georgia and from Atlanta, a city. On the Northern outskirts of Atlanta, Georgia, the U.S.A., Earth, there is a suburb called Marietta, where I live in a house at 3067 Wicks Lake Dr., in the Wicks Lake neighborhood. With so many places to define where I came from, there are plenty of cultural assumptions. As an American, I am lumped in with the general (and disliked) view of American tourists by other countries. As a Georgian, I am called out on my Southern accent and red-neck ways. As an Atlantan, paradoxically, I am known for Atlanta’s cultural and economic growths, while the Marietta suburbs bring upper-middle class connotations. All of these places developed my sense of where I am from. When two travelers meet and ask one another where they are from, they share stories about their hometowns or when they have been to a place near the other’s home. They trade funny happenings about the places where they grew up, proof that the places we grow up in leave a powerful mark on our lives. Where we grow up at also affects how we perceive the world, as people who grow up in rough neighborhoods perceive the world as hostile and act accordingly. My own perception is skewed towards learning as the highest goal, from attending schools where this is the highest priority. The people around me also leave their mark, as they too are products of the places they have grown up in. For instance, many of my high school friends detested camping and the outdoors in general, while the members of my Boy Scout troop loved to camp, yet both groups came from the same place. This suggests that the places that each of groups went to camp changed their perception of camping indelibly. Also, every person had a unique experience at a particular place that gives a continuum of views about camping (or anything else). Some went to an overcrowded campsite where it rained the whole weekend, giving the impression that camping was terrible idea, while others went to a secluded spot high in the mountains and enjoyed a weekend with their family and friends enjoying the outdoors.