April 4, 2016 |
After six months in Lima, the oddities of the Peruvian capital no longer fazed me: the cacophony of the car horns and alarms, the colorful micros teetering maddeningly along the congested streets, the persistence of the gray skies and misty mornings. I invited my parents to visit because I wanted them to experience firsthand the Lima I had come to love and hoped they would approve of my decision to live there. They came in late March, at the end of summer, when Lima is bathed in generous hours of sunshine.
March 28, 2016 |
I was passing through Ghana, well, not exactly. See, I found myself passing through Africa, and I made a detour through Accra because I had become transfixed by stories I had heard of the coffins. There's this thing about the coffins in Ghana. The subject of death is uncomfortable - that is, to some people. But as an artist and storyteller, I've been fascinated with it since childhood. It is an adventure to a place I cannot see, touch, draw, or photograph. It is unconquered, unfathomable, unrecorded - I want to know what it is. The thought of it is terrifyingly liberating.
March 20, 2016 |
The days shorten, the evening chill intensifies, and the cord of firewood neatly stacked on the porch of the Duncreigan Inn on Cape Breton Island, part of the province of Nova Scotia, is both inviting and a bit ominous. It's early September, and my wife and I are taking our first trip to Cape Breton. Its most famous attraction, the 180-mile breathtaking and serpentine Cabot Trail, is still a few days off. For now, we've settled in for a short stay on the lesser-known Ceilidh Trail in what is arguably the cultural capital of the island, the village of Mabou, nestled on the bank of the Mull River just before it empties into the Northumberland Strait.
March 14, 2016 |
I'm not one to let grass grow under my feet, so when my anything-on-the-water-hating boyfriend approvingly commented on a TV ad for a Viking River Cruise, I had it booked the next day. We spent eight stress-free days on the Danube River, departing Budapest, where we witnessed Hungary's brilliantly lighted Parliament Building from our ship - as captivating as watching a Broadway musical from the front row. From there, we navigated the still waters...
March 13, 2016 |
Michael Jackson's Journey from Motown to "Off the Wall. " The title of Spike Lee's MJ doc doesn't trip off the tongue, but with the help of talking heads - including Quincy Jones, Questlove, Kobe Bryant, and, yes, David Byrne - and a trove of fabulous performance footage, it digs most satisfyingly into the former child star's pre-Thriller coming-of-age period. On DVD and Showtime On Demand. Mary Lattimore. First, Philadelphia's own indie-rock harpist hosts a DJ night with the inspired name "Hey Stupid, I Quit.
February 14, 2016 |
The program acceptance email was received, flight tickets were purchased, and a journey to Australia was no longer a dream, but reality. There was only one problem with this trip of a lifetime: spiders. It made little sense to my friends and family that someone who suffers from arachnophobia would be traveling to a place with more than 500 species of the arachnid I claim to despise. It did not take long, however, before I realized spiders were the least of my worries. "I've never seen a photograph of an American possum, but I know ours are cuter," the bus driver, Stewart, said as he gave us a tour of Melbourne.
February 2, 2016
Rakia Reynolds,37 President and founder of Skai Blue Media Growing up, I attended Catholic school, which meant I learned about the Stations of the Cross, catechism and Martin Luther (not the "King"). We knelt and prayed and practiced our handwriting on a regular basis, but comprehensive history was not factored into our seven-hour school days. Black history, in particular, was never a part of the curriculum. However, I was fortunate to have parents who knew the importance of introducing my sisters and me to great Black leaders.
February 1, 2016 |
On Saturday morning of my first week studying abroad in Australia, I embarked on a daylong tour of Phillip Island. The ultimate draw of the tour was supposed to be the famous "penguin parade," during which penguins come back from sea as the sun sets. Surprisingly, the most memorable part of my day ended up having nothing to do with penguins. Our tour group's day began with a visit to an animal park, where we got to see characteristic Australian animals such as koalas and dingos. We were even able to take selfies with kangaroos.
January 24, 2016 |
I awoke alone at 5:30 a.m. in a six-bed hostel room. It was still pitch black outside, as it typically is in Norway in December. The only sound came from the television, which I'd left on overnight - BBC News covering the awarding of the Nobel Peace Prize the previous day. I had been there. Well, I had stood outside Oslo City Hall as the king of Norway arrived for the ceremony, not knowing what the fuss was about until I returned to my big, empty room outside the airport. I had to fly back to Dublin that morning.
January 18, 2016 |
What about Amsterdam? It was a message from my friend. We were both college students spending the semester abroad in separate European cities, and it was the first time our breaks were aligning to spend a long weekend traveling together. I hadn't truly considered Amsterdam as a weekend destination, but she swayed me with Google images of canals and bikes, Dutch pancakes and stroop waffles, and an Airbnb houseboat (the last of which I declined). The high-speed train landed me in Amsterdam in less than four hours, dispatching the French and Belgians on the outskirts of the canal-filled city.