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“A sunlit walk in Africa” A Poem by: John Gossen Dimming light brings the shadows of night and relief from the African heat. A spectrum from the sunset splashes across pavement and among the many palm trees. It is here…

“A sunlit walk in Africa” A Poem by: John Gossen Dimming light brings the shadows of night and relief from the African heat. A spectrum from the sunset splashes across pavement and among the many palm trees. It is here…

I can’t say that my time here (so far) flew by, but when did it become the last week of January already?! This is crazy. Those of you back at school might not feel the same way because the crisp, cold days…

As I sit down to write this post I can’t help but mention the weight on my head and my heart from my upcoming departure from Rio. As the end of January approaches, my time in Rio begins to come…

This week has been a whirlwind to say the least. You think you’re settled in (do you ever settle into a third world country??) and then life presents some reminders that you are not from here. In the almost three…

The title of this post is what people here refer to as my “Ghanian name.” I was greeted at the airport almost two weeks ago by a very kind man named Nyame. After 24+ hours of travel he met me outside…
Amazing video recap of Jeanette’s working adventure in South Africa via her Lumos travels

Akwaaba and hello from Ghana! More specifically, hello from Mamfe- Akuapem Hills. I can’t believe I’ve been here for almost a week already! Before I try to put this last week into words, I would like to…

My Grandmother is 100% Irish. As an ardent Catholic, she goes to church every day, reads during mass, and even has a rosary with shamrocks on every bead. Naturally, I have to start off my Lumos blog with a confession;…

It’s January. If you’ve been keeping up with my travel, you will know that I arrived in August. Here I am, five months later, staring the end of my trip in the face. I haven’t yet begun wrapping up my…

It’s that time of year once again, and yet it looks completely different from where I am standing. The sun is shining, it is ninety-eight degrees outside, everything is green and lively, and the sun doesn’t set until the evening,…