Monday, 14 August 2017

Extract of my Travel Diary #2

Day: 13 Aug 2017
Location: Porto, Portugal 
Time: 4:37 a.m

"It's almost almost 5 a.m and I can't sleep. Partially, because I am doing this night shift at this hostel where I part time. Traveling on a student budget calls for these gigs, which I enjoy. It teaches me what camp was supposed to teach me and I have never been to camp during my childhood. I try my best to learn how to adult, by that I mean do my groceries, budget my money, cook my meals, clean my mess and finally understand how to use a washing machine without panicking.

So far, I feel like I am doing a terrible job.

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Extract of My Travel Diary #1

Day : 23 Feb 2017
Location: Acropolis Athens, Greece

"Yesterday I met a woman who left an impression on me, she inked my soul with her sorrows and wrote her story in my memory. Her name? I don't remember it. Yet, I remember the name of her daughter Angelikki. It means Angel in Greek.
The first time I saw her, she was sitting in the living room of our flat. Exhausted and tired, her face was buried in her hands. She would sob quietly and then storm in rage crying out loud. Her rectangular framed glasses could not hide the dark cercles under her eyes.  She was George ex-girlfriend.

Monday, 26 June 2017

Chronicles of a 20-ish Moroccan Lady #15

Welcome Back,

Chapter 15 : One way ticket

"I bought a one-way ticket to X and I got lost in the unknown" said a blondie around my age in her video titled Why Everyone Should Travel.
In another video, a caucasian man talks about how he travelled for free. "I hitchhiked, spent the night with locals and here you have it … I traveled without money. It's possible"
 I almost got inspired by their after-graduation journey when I remembered…. I ain't no blonde tall man.
I am a brown woman who has an arab sounding name.