I love exploring new places, but I wasn’t always this way. When I was a kid, I went to summer camp up in the mountains. Because I grew up at the beach, in Southern California, I felt most at home in the surf and sand. When I arrived at the camp, surrounded by mountains and gigantic trees, it felt like I had entered a different world. I asked myself, Is this going to be any fun at all? I was super apprehensive when I stepped into my cabin and met my counselor and six cabin mates for the first time. I didn’t know a single one of them, and I remember wondering, Am I going to become friends with any of these guys?