I buried my nose deep into Trevor Noah’s Born A Crime as the bus sputtered and stopped for the third time in less than 10 minutes, intent on ignoring the fact that we would not be arriving D.C at 10pm like we were supposed to. In my usual way, I started to think of the […]
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This is me openly reminiscing about some of my favorite travel moments with my family. Calabar to Oron, Akwa Ibom: Almost every year on the 25th of December, a day that we celebrated for obvious reasons (Christmas) and because it marked 2 birthdays in the family, we would leave Calabar for Oron by car or […]
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When I think about the places I’ve visited over the years, from childhood to now, it saddens me to see that my home continent barely features on that list. Despite living in Nigeria for over 13 years, I only visited three states and two neighboring countries. Paltry. Insufficient. Over the next three years, I hope […]
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A light wind blew air heavy with the scent of salt into my nose as I ran into the roadside gas station with my mom holding my hand. She had pulled me out of the way of a reversing truck, tugging on my arm so hard it hurt. “We came to Key West to have […]
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Sunscreen-clad, I leaned forward to let the last rays of sunlight touch my face. For a few minutes, it felt good, warm. With something by Bon Iver crooning in my ears, lyrics at the tip of my tongue, I closed my eyes against the sun. From the small square kitchen window in our apartment, I […]
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I like to read about where people have been, but a significant interest for me lies in the food from those places. Although I often run out of ways to describe what something tasted like, I hardly shy away from sharing. Am I your expert guide to food in NYC? that’s a hard no, but […]
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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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I’ve always been most comfortable with things that move on water; except Jet Ski’s, haven’t gotten the hang of those yet. I’m not sure if it’s that I feel safer on water, or if it’s just a preference. Once I had the opportunity to see the point where the Atlantic and Carribean oceans meet in […]
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It was my first service trip. I was still studying psychology at Rutgers University and had a budding interest in community service. So in the summer of 2013, I swapped classes for a plane ticket and traveled with a group of 18 other students to the D.R’s capital city – Santo Domingo.
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