Ganta, Liberia
It's been a week since I've made my way home back to Cleveland, Ohio. On March 5th I began my travels to Liberia, Africa for the first time. Truthfully, I can't say I had much of any thought going into the trip. As everyone would say, time came and went so quickly leading up to the trip. Even leading up to getting on the plane to go, it never really felt real. The first night in Liberia is a bit of a blur, I was so deliriously tired that the only thing I remember is waking up in the middle of the night with my nose ring caught on the Mosquito net feeling confused as to why I was stuck. The first day in Monrovia set the stage for how the rest of the trip was going to feel. The hospitality of the Liberian people surpasses anything I've ever experienced. Honestly speaking I don't ever remember having a thought remembering I was white.... which obviously stuck out among the natives. For complete strangers to treat us like royalty it was a confusing feeling.