Build your foundation. Connect with empathy. The digital diary of a solo traveler.
Friends! I had a change in plans, and now it's been 2 weeks since I arrived in Accra, Ghana. Originally I was due to arrive at the end of August, but the fall program I'd intended to study with was cancelled (not enough people signed up) so I decide to go with the same program... Continue Reading →
Wow. I am very very late on this update so I apologize for the suspense. But, here's the closing scoop on my Swiss experience. First, a quick recap of my final week in Europe (post-program): I spent about 8 days in Croatia where I solo traveled through Dubrovnik, Zadar, the Plitvice Lakes National Park, Krka... Continue Reading →
May 13, 2017, written in regards to the past 2 days The day before the last I visited Bern, where I saw some brown bears (the city mascot) and sat by a river bank and wrote poetry and watched the water rush by in a way that took the time with it. This morning, time... Continue Reading →
{Written on May 8th, 2017} What a glorious moment, to sit sleep deprived on a jolty bus and realize that I've finished a 45 page paper (58 if you count my bibliography) and to think...alright, what now?
{Written on May 7th, 2017} It's interesting how the end of something changes the way you experience it. I'm on yet another day trip in Switzerland but as I look out of the window of the train I'm already nostalgic over the country I haven't even left yet. But even looking at my present as... Continue Reading →
{Written on May 7, 2017} I have 30 minutes to wander in Martigny. In that time I found a little square by a church and clock tower, shaded by a willowing green and the sound of birds singing their chirp, the scent of frying oil and garlic waking the 12:20 air.
Written on 28, 2017 Excuse my language, but holy SHIT I am on the train on my way to Zermatt and looking out the window I feel like I just opened a whole new can of Switzerland. The ice-blue Gatorade of the stream rushing through the gully beside me, the lush green juxtaposed against the... Continue Reading →
{Written on April 18, 2017, during the independent student project (ISP) month.} Spending the day at the library is a like taking a silent retreat. It's always a little surreal when you finally re-enter the real world
{Written on April 26, 2017} Yawns are the universal connector. No matter how far away you may be from a person, physically or emotionally, if you look someone in the eye and pass a yawn you will have been able to feel the other's experience. That's the birth of empathy.
{Written in April 17, 2017} I bus past so many cows just chillin in grassy front yards like dogs in their home domain.
Bridge Over Distance 