Genesis.

The Lagos sun was shining down with an uncommon kind of vengeance that day. I rolled down the window of my father’s car as he drove and put one arm out the wide opening. I closed my eyes and felt the wind pass through my fingers. There are many memories of my childhood, but this one stands out so vividly. I didn’t care where we went as long as we were taking a journey. The journey made me feel uninhibited. Over 20 years later and nothing has changed. The journey is, and always will be, more important than the destination.

This blog is not only about travel in the sense of packing up a luggage with your favourite swim wear, a fabulous pair of sunnies, and boarding a flight to some exotic location. I won’t let you down -this blog does include those- but more importantly, it deals with our interactions with each other in spaces outside of where we call home. Sometimes those interactions are filled with love and acceptance. Other times, they are horrid and make you lose faith in humanity. No matter the exchange, the point is to learn something new, see God in all things, and leave your space better than you found it. This, to me, is the genesis of meaningful travel.

Location: Ouro Preto (Black Gold), Brazil

Fun fact: Ouro Preto is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. 

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