Archive for Category: "men"
“You have very beautiful eyes.” And with that statement, seemingly innocent and complimentary, the whole context of my conversation with the Indian man sitting next to me was immediately altered from a friendly exchange aboard an overnight bus to Bangalore to a heart stopping, potentially threatening situation
Tomorrow will mark exactly two weeks since I arrived in Costa Rica. Yet I feel like I’ve been here for much longer. When I first arrived, I was introduced to the new freshman class of my university, Long Island University Global. I was exhausted from the travel and was in no mood to make new friends, but I did my best to not seem like a huge jerk.
See here’s the thing about Italians – they eat Italian food every night. Every night. And I’m from New York, so I love Italian food, and American, Turkish, Greek, Thai etc. So after a month of being in Italy, I saw a busy Turkish restaurant in Florence and thought – why not?
When I went to Italy, I knew next to nothing about the country and even less about the language. The trip was sort of on a whim— a friend needed a traveling buddy on short notice. I figured I could do it; I’d been to four other European countries, and by most accounts, the Romans were supposed to be a pretty nice bunch
A mirage of hums, chants, and other sounds I thought were impossible to make with a person’s vocal chords echoed outside my hotel window in Arusha, Tanzania. I peered out hesitantly and concluded it was a tribe of Maasai men enthusiastically welcoming us to their culture. These men clad with red and blue-checkered material jumped in unison, holding cane-like sticks in their hand.