Articles By: Nadine_Ajaka
I cannot believe how quickly time is flying by—I’ve been in Amman for three months! It seems like just yesterday I arrived in town, hopes high and nerves even higher. Since then, I’ve calmed down considerably. One could even say I have a routine here—school, gym, Arabic studying.
Marhaba, Pink Pangea readers! Yet again, I find myself forsaking the familiar comfort of my Ohio life and venturing abroad—this time, for ten months on a Fulbright grant to Jordan. Prior to this experience, I had only been to Amman once.
Yes, I’m wearing a fanny pack. And yes, that’s a giraffe behind me. I had never seen a giraffe before coming to Kenya. Can you believe it? Not even at a zoo. But here, where this photo was taken in Hell’s Gate National Park in Naivasha, I basically gave that giraffe a hug. I feel
If you ever venture outside Kenya’s major cities, you will probably find yourself the object of much (mostly unwanted) male attention. I would walk down the street to choruses of “Mzungu, come greet me! I love the way you are!” and even a proposal or two
Hamjambo, my friends! Over two months in Kenya, where has the time gone? If I was a Kenyan, I’d loudly exclaim “Wa-ahh!” and click my tongue in disbelief. Anyways, throughout my time here, I have been continually astonished by the blatant cultural differences between life here and in the United States