Imagine climbing up this mother with a nice dress and heels on. Didn’t happen. My father took me back to the “Old Country” – our homeland of Syria. I tried my best to be the nice Syrian girl that I am, however after about the third week of visiting places I defiantly would show up [...]
When I was 17 my mother sent me back to her homeland of Argentina. After the culture shock and homesickness (it was my first international trip), I began the amazing journey of learning more about my mom and where she was raised.
What I did not bargain for was the trip my uncle took me on [...]
When I travel and put myself out there I always seem to end up in somewhat precarious situations. (Yes, this cow – and all it’s other cow friends – decided to park it’s ass in front of my car when I was traveling in Africa) Those experiences all have one thing [...]