Costa Rica
It was Costa Rica, a vision of crowded, colorful houses and flat tin roofs caked in flaky, thick rust, and hillocks of kaleidoscopic litter cascading down the dirty streets. It was the sun, the blistering...
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My Jamaican Heart
On February 21, 2008, I boarded a plane for Montego Bay, Jamaica, excited for what God had in story for me. Little did I know that I would leave part of my heart in Jamaica. During the eleven days that...
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A Disproved Theory
The conditions were miserable. Claustrophobia struck me as I felt the wet arms of my sixteen friends while we rode along the Jamaican countryside in a fifteen-passenger van. I had every...
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Why College? Cause I Would Die as a Roofer
It's the middle of a hot summer's day. Ninety-six on the ground, one hundred-fifteen on the roof. The humidity is hovering just over ninety-eight percent, as I'm told it always does in southern Louisiana...
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Baila Conmigo
Forty-eight hours by train to San Diego and a two-hour drive across the border to our campsite. We opened the doors to our vans and stepped onto a windy, dusty, desert plateau in Tijuana, Mexico: our...
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