Let’s Be The Change. Not Just Talk About It.

Let’s Be The Change. Not Just Talk About It.

Tweet “What is your name?” I ask. She has watched me greet and shake hands with the boys in her class but now that I’ve crossed the muddy courtyard to her, she doesn’t lift her eyes to mine. “Violet,” her voice is barely more than a whisper. We stand on the uneven cement of the tiny classroom as she looks beyond me to the potholed road outside. “It’s really nice to meet you.” I say. She...

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Safari in Tanzania – Bucket List Dream Come True

Safari in Tanzania – Bucket List Dream Come True

Tweet With the engine humming and my toes vibrating against the floorboards, I sway like a pendulum from one side of the seat to the other. We take another sharp corner and I grab the handle above me just before my shoulder hits the window. As our tires whine in protest, our safari guide continues to spin the wheel to keep us between the thick ridges of mud as we wind through a jungle of banana and palm trees. My eyes are heavy from the 5:30am...

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#FCAFAfrica Continues With Images from Tanzania

#FCAFAfrica Continues With Images from Tanzania

Tweet There are days when words fail you. Moments when you feel bombarded with images, emotions, and experiences and you can’t possibly do any of them justice. In only five days, Tanzania has opened my eyes, broken my heart, and stitched it back together again. There is so much more I could say, but wifi is limited and sleep beckons as I will be up and volunteering in only a few hours. For now, please join me through these images on...

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Fez Morocco & Why You Can’t Trust Facebook

Fez Morocco & Why You Can’t Trust Facebook

Tweet This is not my permanent reality. This is not my permanent reality. I repeat these words like a mantra as an avalanche of goose bumps domino across the exposed skin on my arms. I say it again as the miniscule stream of scalding water pumps out of the shower nozzle and ricochets off my head (managing to miss most of my body) and sprays the floor, the toilet, and even my slippers lying in what I thought would be safe territory. A gust of...

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#FCAFAfrica – Morocco Beneath The Veil…

#FCAFAfrica – Morocco Beneath The Veil…

Tweet A collective gasp fills the cabin and the wheels bounce hard enough on the Rabat tarmac to cause an instant head ache to pulse at the base of my neck. After we fishtail to a stop, I collect my things and am grateful for solid ground even as wind and sideways rain knock against my cheeks. Bleary-eyed from jet lag and cranky from the absence of anything resembling a gluten-free meal in the Casablanca airport, I nearly cry when the border...

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