I Miss You
I miss the “ssss ssss” and the “kiss kiss” of people trying to get my attention. I miss the shouting…
My Ghanaian Professional Life
As the only International Studies student on this Journalism study abroad program, I felt that my internship was a bit…
Live from Ghana (for the last time)
For the last eight weeks I feel like I have been suspended. Half of Dana has sat somewhere watching the…
My Interpretation of the Situation
Preface: This post is about the robbery that my family experienced in Ghana. I have marinated on this for…
Medaase for the Memories
I was standing in a nightclub in Barcelona when it really hit me: I really miss that Ghana group. The…
A recollection via noms
I’ve been able to somehow manage through my of week of “American recovery.” I had a 16-ounce cup of coffee…
New Friends
This weekend I said goodbye (for now) to some of the most adventurous, loving, and supportive people I have ever…
It was worth the mosquito bites
A month and a half away from home was the longest amount of time I had ever spent away from…
Are you there Jesus? It's me, your doppelganger.
Does long hair and a beard make me Jesus? No. Does getting awarded the Jesus Award in our group’s #GhanaAwards…