travel to Africa

I’ve been here a month now – time really flies. And it’s kind of frustrating to realise that I haven’t found a job I really like yet, or made some great friends yet and really enjoyed myself.

But I really feel like I understand how things work, how it ticks, and the complex issues that underpin everyday life. I certainly don’t think I am having a regular tourist experience. I just hope that I push this further and become happy here.

My parents are both from Africa and although I have done the holiday thing, I haven’t actually gone there and really experienced where they are from. I am really planning to in the next couple of weeks if I can get a move on with my visa etc. but I need to get out there.

I guess the reason why I don’t consider this done is because I need to make sure that when I get out there I really experience Africa and don’t just lounge on the beach. I want to travel and work and I am so determined to do both – I just hope I come back with renewed sense of who I am and where I came from. You know what inspired me to do this? Obama. His first book. Strange, I know, but I’m so excited to be going.