It’s 8am and your alarm goes off. It’s Monday again and that means back to the same old classes. It means hours of lectures and death by PowerPoint and if you’re anything like me, you’re doing it all hungover. You walk through the halls of your University and see pictures of amazing and exotic places on the walls. In your major’s department you might even see people doing what you love or working in your future dream job in these foreign lands. You open your textbook at home and there it is again, a wealth of eye drawing photos from around the world, but there you are, in the same old rut wishing you could spend even just a brief time in one of these pictures you keep seeing.