“Obruni! What are you doing?” I turn my head and wave, my peaceful lunchtime walk interrupted. This is not unusual; strangers stop me and my fellow American students on the street regularly. At worst, they might bestow an uncomfortable compliment or ask for a visa endorsement. At best, they say “good afternoon” and ask how Read More …
Wednesday afternoon, June 29, 2016. After touring W.E.B Dubois’ Ghanaian home, I travelled with Keya and Adam to the A&C Mall, a grocery store south of our complex. It was a rather small store, but pristine. Swarms of workers paced in and out of two swinging doors in the back with mops, brooms and paper Read More …
Alright, I have nearly survived my first full day in Accra, and I’ve come out relatively unscathed, save for a slight sunburn, jet lag, oh and the $400 I somehow lost or left in the US… I can’t put to words how much I hope it’s the latter. Hiccups aside, I can already feel the Read More …
Taylor’s and Webfoot are two of the most popular bars in Eugene. Located right across the street from the University of Oregon campus, they are packed with students during the weekend, and many times during weeknights as well. It’s often hard to move around inside both of these places due to the high volume of Read More …
One thing that I like about traveling is being able to experience cultures that are so much different from mine. Getting out of America allows me to open my eyes to the world and get out of my comfort zone, showing me how diverse our world is. Today, the whole group decided to go to “Monday Read More …
A few things to know about a bus tour of Accra, Ghana: This city is huge. I quickly realized that there was no way we’d be able to get a sense of the whole place in one day. It sprawls into neighborhood after neighborhood, each with a slightly different “feel.” This isn’t your average bus Read More …
Check out Working Away From Poverty, an article I wrote that appeared in the Daily Guide.
A few days after arriving in Accra we met the freshest, hippest Ghanaian to help guide us along this emotional ride. I wasn’t entirely sure how it happened. Bjorn and Rob were doing some spontaneous jig, and out of nowhere Sonny starts breaking it down, his hips grooving side to side as he rubs his Read More …