Rewind to about a month ago when it was freezing and windy in NYC and I thought it’d be a good idea to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. You’d think something was pullng me towards it or that I hadn’t done it before.
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“There’s something about the Fanta in Nigeria, it’s sweeter as if sugar cane was used to sweeten it; the Fanta here [in the U.S] doesn’t taste as sweet”. These words are from a conversation I had with my cousin years ago. It was the first time I had ever considered that the Fanta I drank in Florida tasted different in Nigeria.
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8 years ago we were teenagers trying to escape the confines of our boarding school as quickly as possible; now there we were at brunch, thousands of miles from said school, independent, talking about our lives as young adults. It felt surreal.
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The scent coming from our Uber was pungent but having sat down already, we endured it for the 10-minute drive to Atlanta’s Edgewood neighborhood. Despite the chilly breeze, we put down the windows to breathe in fresh air and only after that could we talk. Faith, in her usual friendly manner, asked the driver what we […]
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“I think Miami is trying to have seasons,” I said sardonically, both to myself and my followers on Twitter. It was 72 degrees outside – a sign that fall had arrived- not what my more northern American friends might describe as cold but it was also overcast and windy and not at all how I […]
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Blue-green waves crashed against the white sand leaving bath-like bubbles on the shoreline. For some the loud roaring of the sea is ominous, for me, it’s soothing enough to fall asleep to.
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In Miami’s Little Havana – a predominantly Cuban neighborhood, there’s one famous street; Southwest 8th Street, fondly called “Calle Ocho”.
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I’ve moved around a bit. In the past 7 years, I’ve lived in Miami, New Jersey, and Tampa. I’ll sometimes get asked why I ever moved to the northeast. Why would I ever leave the warmth of Florida? Wasn’t it hard moving away from home (Miami)? 1) I don’t know really and 2) I’ve been […]
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The places I visit are more than destinations, they’re images, feelings, relationships, memories. With every trip, there’s a new deposit, another plethora of memories. Some, I’d sooner forget, others I’m happy to reminisce on and share with all of you. My time in California falls into the latter category. Palace of Fine Arts: Photogenic. Within […]
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