A bit of a conversation I had with my Art professor, Uncle Joe, this morning:

Uncle Joe: Hello! How are you?
Me: Not so well...
Uncle Joe: Ay! What's wrong?
Me: I think my relationship with someone just ended
Uncle Joe: Oy! Oh HOORAY!!! How old are you?
Me: 19
Uncle: Ay! HOORAY!!!!

What did he mean by his outburst of joy? Was he happy that I was single and that I'm legal? Sadly, no. Uncle Joe wanted me to see that I am still young and that the world is just starting to open for me. Even though his unexpected reaction made me laugh, I still couldn't contain myself and half the van was wondering why I was in tears. I'm not sure what the point of being in a relationship is if I just keep losing a best friend after another.

Breaks/break-ups always have shitty timing.

If anyone is reading this, I'm sure s/he didn't come to this site to read about boy problems so let's get back to Africa.

Last weekend, we had a first excursion: Cape Coast and Elmina. I don't really have words to describe the Elmina Slave Castle. For the majority of the visit, I was standing on the outside. I took my pictures, explored the slave chambers, but I didn't feel much. Then the tour guide led us to the Point of No Return, which was where a person saw his or her family for the last time before sailing into the ocean and becoming somebody's slave. We then took turns looking out of the little doorway that looks out to the Atlantic Ocean. I really didn't expect to feel so much, but as soon as I was in that doorway, I was just completely overwhelmed. I tried to imagine having to say goodbye to my family and never seeing them again. Just really sad thoughts and the most horrifying one was wondering how something like this could happen. Most of us were in tears by the time we left the Point of No Return. I can try to write how I felt and I can post pictures, but really, you had to be there.

The rest of the trip was pretty "cool runnings" as Professor Perbi might say. We stayed at the Coconut Beach Resort which was absolutely gorgeous. I did everything I wanted to do there; watch the sunset, fall asleep under the stars on the sand, roll around in the water, and I woke up early enough to watch the sunrise.

I don't feel inspired to write at all (even if it's just a silly blog) so I will continue another time.