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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“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’m grateful for the places I visited that wouldn’t have made my 2017 wanderlist, the people I met on the literal and figurative road, and the unforgettable experiences that this year brought.
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The Coast. 2am. It was late. Too late, I thought for any of us to happily wake up to head to the beach in the morning. Our call time was terrible. We needed to be down by 7:45am at the latest. I was so sleep deprived that I considered suggesting we move the beach to […]
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Since I posted my first photo from Cartagena, I’ve gotten a number of questions that focused heavily on how I navigated the vacation. What activities I did, how I dealt with safety issues, the language barrier, visa info + more. Although I answered each person individually, I penned this post to consolidate answers to all […]
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I tend to get this feeling when traveling in Latin America; like I left one home and stepped right into another one.
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I spent four days in Cartagena with the kind of people who make you laugh until you’re clutching your abdomen, who share their food while placing their fork in your plate, and nudge you out of your comfort zone if the need arises. The three of us have a good relationship so it wasn’t surprising that […]
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