Once JD and I had arrived at Sports View, we dropped our bags in our rooms and set off to find the other members of our press trip — Anna, Jason and Adam. We only found Anna. When I had received the names of the people on the trip, I was elated to see AnnaContinue reading “The first night in Rwanda”
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My first glimpse of Africa
I picked 14 K on the Brussels flight to Kigali on purpose. I wanted a window seat and to spread my legs out in front of me. I never get the chance to sit in the first seat in the economy class, but this time, the Plane Gods were on my side. The trip toContinue reading “My first glimpse of Africa”
Airport Sleeping 101
So, you are going to crash at the airport? I am not a huge fan airport sleepovers. It’s not comfortable. It’s not fun. It’s loud. But, sometimes turning the airport into your own personal sleep sanctuary is the only option. Plus, it’s my favorite backpacker word: FREE. Late-night arrivals, early morning flights, even running outContinue reading “Airport Sleeping 101”
Dolce suenos in an airport?
“You should make sure you have a towel if you are going to sleep at the airport tonight,” the girl at Faro Guest Lounge, where I had been staying for two night, suggested. “Those floors get cold.” “Yeah,” I said. I hadn’t even thought of it. I hadn’t really thought anything through in terms ofContinue reading “Dolce suenos in an airport?”
The campo in Espana
“D!!” I could her Abbey calling my name, but couldn’t see her. “D!!” I looked past the bus, across the street where a red Volkswagen van parked on a bed of gravel, and there was Abbey, waving her arms around. Ahhh … to be with a friend again! After two nights in Lagos, the secondContinue reading “The campo in Espana”
A BRIEF intermission: Month Four – Realization and Action
“Don’t aim for success if you want it; just do what you love and believe in, and it will come naturally.” – David Frost Today is July 7. Four months of traveling under my belt. It was three weeks ago when it hit me. This sudden realization of what I want from my life. IContinue reading “A BRIEF intermission: Month Four – Realization and Action”
Aussies know how to par-tay
I am not an Aussie.
I cannot even try to pretend I am an Aussie.
When I try to be an Aussie, bad things happen … like shots of Jager getting poured directly from the bottle into my mouth.
The otherside of the Atlantic Ocean
Covered in sunscreen (SPF 30) and armed with my book and a sheet to layout, I headed to the beach. The sky looked a bit threatening that morning … teetering between sun and clouds and sunny with clouds, so I wasn’t sure if a beach day was even possible. But, I had to make itContinue reading “The otherside of the Atlantic Ocean”
Sick, sick, sick
The last few days in Merida, I began to feel sick. I couldn’t breathe well, I had that sexy throat-y voice and a cough. A miserable cough that would keep me up at night. I blamed it on the yellow fever vaccine I had received a few days earlier. It sucked. I don’t do sick.
A week of Spanish
When an editor e-mailed me waaaaay back in February about VaughanTown, and I applied and was accepted to a program, I never, ever imagined how greatly it would change the course of my life (and by life, I mean this great ol’ adventure I am on). But, it sure did. In a beautiful and amazingContinue reading “A week of Spanish”
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