The Adventurer

Rachael Voorhees was born and raised in a vegetable garden situated contently in the city limits of Grand Rapids, MI. She developed a severe addiction to ice cream as a child after having her tonsils removed during a sweltering summer; orange push-popsicles sustained her for those very trying weeks. She is often credited for spotting the world’s only plunger-floor-walker while in a Meijer store during her stint at Grand Valley State University. At GVSU she was also known for her inability to throw a near-par game of disc golf and could often be found wearing a cape around campus.

Fearing the Midwest would soon grow weary of her, Rachael moved to Washington D.C. where she began a four-year quest to find the schedule of the brass-band often spotted making glorious music at Dupont Circle. While unsuccessful in her quest so far, she did spend much of her D.C. time sitting in Einstein’s lap, taking pictures of rusty metal objects, and watching fireworks.

Rachael has been accused of the following offenses over the course of her 26 years on this planet (and counting):

- Saving narwhales

- Having horrific taste in music

- Possessing, quite possibly, the world’s largest black-hole-of-pop-culture knowledge….eh-ver

- Not allowing hairy men to wear her (few) dresses and heels in drag races

- Cheating at “fiskerdoodle” (also known, in some parts, as “the fluffernutter game”)

- Having an uncurable case of I.P.S. (Inappropriate Preposition Syndrome)

- Causing excessive nausea due to overuse of angled picture taking

- Finding $10, at the end of every story