My mum has been blessed to visit the US eight times, five of which she has traveled unaccompanied. Every time she has traveled, depending on the airline, she has connected through Europe, variously through Istanbul, (Turkey), Zurich (Switzerland), Paris (France), … Continue Reading “Coming To America: Mother’s Edition”
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We landed in London at around 7:30 a.m. I couldn’t believe that I was in a city that I had heard and read about so many times in school.
It was a smooth landing and like everyone … Continue Reading “Coming To America Part 3: Landing In London”
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After choosing to travel commando rather than go through extreme anxiety due to claustrophobia, I returned to my seat to join that most unfriendly person on the surface of the earth.… Continue Reading “Coming To America Part 2: London Here I come”
It is exactly 30 years to the day since I first left Kenya as a naive girl for America on that fateful 19th April 1989. I had not traveled outside Kenya then, least of all boarded an Aeroplane before.