Surprising Similarities: Colombia & Morocco

Have you ever traveled somewhere expecting to be hit by culture shock? Have you been surprised when you didn’t end up feeling shocked at all? I had that experience when I spent a semester in Morocco. It was a new culture for me; I had never been to North Africa and I...

Guns, BBQs and the Color Blue

Although I knew what I had just seen, I was actually unsure if I could explain it. The image that was crystal clear in my mind clashed with everything that I had grown up believing to be true about the American South. I had just arrived in Asheville, NC, a few weeks...

20 de julio

This is the last post in a series celebrating the three countries I have ties to. You can read my tribute to Canada and the USA. ¡El grito de la independencia! Ah, yes, the shout of Independence. Today, Colombia celebrates its first of two independence days: El 20 de...

Happy Birthday, America!

Though I hold dual citizenship with Colombia and the USA, I tend to identify as a Colombian before I say I’m also American. I’m not too entirely sure why that has happened, perhaps because of being raised in Colombia, but I cannot deny nor minimize my American half. I...

Oh, Canada!

Oh, Canada! I am happy to be celebrating my first Canada Day as a permanent resident! In the past, I have always celebrated Canada Day as a visitor, and I must say, there is something different about being a permanent resident, eh? Since I moved to Canada two years...

Communication

I could not believe my luck. About 50 feet in front of us, a police officer was standing next to his car, waving me over. As I pulled off the road a few feet behind the police car, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that my vacation to Morocco was not going to go...