On Saturday, September 24th, 2016, I went skydiving for the first time in Maceió, Brazil. On Sunday, September 25th, my grandfather died in New Jersey. On Monday, September 26th, I got my third tattoo this month in Maceió. This weekend has been the epitome of juxtaposition. Living and dying. Being ‘there’ and being disconnected. Home […]Read more "Living and dying"
Three years ago I flew home from a year abroad in Madrid. And three years ago, my life changed forever. No, this is not your average study-abroad-changed-my-life story (well, in most ways, it is…). This is your life can change in an instant story—the kind of change that is unexpected, unforeseen, unanticipated, unwanted, unimaginable, and, quite […]Read more "Three. Years. Later."
My dad would have turned 58 today. I would’ve given him a call, though he wouldn’t have expected it. I would’ve started the conversation with an ecstatic Doooooodle! I would’ve heard him say “Swee-T, you took the time out of your day to call your dad, huh?” I would’ve been reminded of that same response on […]Read more "I’d Tell Him Happy Birthday "
From the outside looking in, you’d think my life in Barranquilla is all rainbows and butterflies. The real magic is the fact that I’m living and working just like everyone else. This isn’t just a trip. This isn’t a vacation. This is my life. I just chose to live it in a foreign country. Yes, I […]Read more "Barranquilla Feels Like Home"
Long-term travel caught my attention when I studied and interned in Madrid for a year. One semester didn’t satiate my abroad appetite even before I left. After finishing two semesters, I still wasn’t satisfied. Fast forward to now: I’m living in Barranquilla, Colombia for, yes, another year. It’s living abroad round two, but at the same […]Read more "Living Abroad Round Two"
Being a practical packer is a skill you develop after learning to take just what you need. Moving abroad meant packing for ten months, and being reasonable with what I think I’ll need to bring and what I’ll be able to buy in country. Upon my arrival, I actively sought out these necessary items on […]Read more "The First Things I Bought in Colombia"
Loneliness is about learning to be alone with yourself. It’s an art, really. Discovering what makes you happy when you’re by yourself is beautiful. I needed to be reminded of this after being in Barranquilla for a few days. There are few, simple things that I need: Yoga, music and cooking. I need to stretch […]Read more "“Alone” in Barranquilla"