Coco Island, Seychelles When I was a child my dad used to say a cup of water can kill. Be very afraid of water. I'm guessing this is where my inherited fear of water began. 24 years later, I was still afraid, and now unable to swim. I decided to fight this fear of swimming pools,... Continue Reading →
I hate layovers. But what can I do? My bank account is still stuck on "the millionaire you've dialed is not available at the moment", so for now I'm banished to the world of affordable connecting flights. I think my opening line should have read, "I hated layovers". That's because a layover at Jomo Kenyatta... Continue Reading →
Heart pounding and threatening to escape its pericardium; skin turned paper thin, turning the slightly chilly breeze into a subzero tempest; gasps segue into excited squeals; my adrenaline rush on this beautiful day at Wonderboom National Airport, Pretoria was nothing to write home about – trust me, my mother could have a heart attack if... Continue Reading →
Aluk Village has an eerie ambience. There's a stillness that even visitors - myself included - naturally adopt, an act of reverence described in Efik as Utenghe. The trees rise upward forever, towering sparsely at peculiar corners and intersections, watching over the monoliths. The sight of a curious stranger with a camera piqued the interest... Continue Reading →
2016 is departed, but not without leaving behind a few scars and extensive healing processes.We hope 2017 to be better, but suffering is an inevitable part of human existence. We can't wish away the lows. This post was inspired on a starry night high up in The Obudu Hills. I encountered Music in all her... Continue Reading →
A $100 largesse from my baby sister as a birthday gift initiated a three element challenge: 1) Travel within that budget. 2) Carry only the essentials. 3) Experience the bare necessities of life. So I grabbed a backpack (another first) and went off to explore The People’s Paradise – Agbokim Waterfalls, Obudu Cattle Ranch, Cross River National Park – hoping to find Old Mother Nature’s Recipes.
Once upon a time, I met a man, who practiced 'yoga'. Needless to say I fell in love with him, a fascination for this practice that made him so flexible and boosted his endurance ensued. Attraction impelled me to explore this practice but it was shallow - an on and off indulgence. We, the man... Continue Reading →