By Anne Kircher
“The Sisters Kircher” doesn’t quite have the same ring as “The Sisters Bailey”, but my sister Erin and I are a lot like Sarah and Perrin: we talk so quickly to each other that only experienced listeners can follow, we are both (intelligent) blondes, and we both adore traveling.
Luckily, we’ve matured past our childhood family road trips, where Erin, four and a half years my junior, fiercely defended her “special spot” – littered with crumbled animal crackers and sticky from spilled juice – against my attacks of launching Gushers fruit snacks at her from the back seat of our mini van.
Now she’s my partner in crime. Two summers ago, we traveled through England and Scotland with our parents. The trip brought us closer together as we bonded over insane jet lag, great English street names (Cockfosters, Balls’ Pond Road… see a theme?), and, after 3 weeks abroad, our intense craving for McDonald’s. She was also essential in helping me keep sane whenever our parents accidentally lapsed into treating us like 8 year olds – we could at least commiserate with each other.
When I came home from my recent travels with Perrin in Southeast Asia, full of tales wildly different from our SoCal upbringing, it inspired Erin to do more traveling of her own. I convinced her to apply to ACLE, to give her a chance to experience Italy and backpack through Europe this summer. And that’s the other benefit of having a sister: going to visit her will be a great excuse to go on another trip!