Yo Akalu - Harlem

Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem
Yo Akalu in Harlem

A very dependable byproduct of traveling abroad for an extended period of time is the fact that you change. Whether physically because you were skeptic about eating anything that didn’t seem remotely familiar or internally because living abroad made you realize that “normal” only means socially and culturally accepted. You’ve gotten to know yourself a lot better because in the process of having been pulled away from what you’re use to, you discover some things that you’ve believed in and you realize there are other ways of doings things in other parts of the world.

When anyone is to ask you about how your self-discovery adventure went, you borderline lack the right words to convey everything you’ve experience and yet you kinda hold yourself back a bit so as to not overwhelm the other person with stories that have impacted you based on what you’ve seen.

That last time I hung out with Yo was in September at the beach. Daylight Savings had not kicked in yet, it was easier to predict when a beautiful sunset was gonna materialize, it was warmer weather and most importantly, she had not embarked on her 3-month journey to Ethiopia. She recently returned and not only was I excited to catch up because she’s truly a genuinely awesome person but because I was dying to hear her stories. No person could ever venture into a trip like that and not feel like you’ve changed a bit. In her own words, “I feel as though I’ve cleansed my body.”