Meet the adventurous me, someone who likes to travel, has a strong social life, friends, and cherished moments. Here, you get to discover what I like to do, how I spend my time, and with whom.
Experiences presented here are from places around the world:
Ghana, Tokyo, Canada, South Africa, Paris, Malawi, Kenya, Rwanda, Dubai, Burkina Faso, Morocco, Benin, Côte d’Ivoire, Togo, Senegal.
Paris 2025, I was there for the conference on nutrition and gave a presentation. This is me next to the Arc de Triomphe. It felt interesting being there with all the tourists. Paris is now known for its best bakeries and beautiful city design.
I was presenting the results of a paper on the issue of conflict of interest in the context of developing policies for improving the food environment. This was at the International Congress on Nutrition in Paris in 2025. The topic matters because policies are the way we can responsibly and accountably improve the nutritional quality of the food we eat. However, some actors with commercial interests in cheap and unhealthy food oppose these policies. This needs to stop because we do not bargain on health, just as we would not bargain about seat belts when purchasing a car.
Burkina😍 is known for a lot of things, including meat, which you can have at any time during the day, at lunch, dinner, or even as a snack. Almost everyone in Burkina is a farmer and has a couple of animals grazing, either free-range in enclosed areas in their background or roaming openly in an eco-friendly way, free from an overload of sub-therapeutic antibiotics. The good thing about these eco-friendly techniques is the natural taste the meat develops, unmatched and far superior to any meat options available in supermarkets. On top of that, it is served with a touch of freshness, slices of cucumber, onion, and tomatoes, along with a special sauce called “Rabile” (I might have gotten the spelling slightly wrong). This meat is why I would cross half the world just so I could dip it in the sauce and have a bite.
Alright, there we go again, the overconfident me, ahh!! This picture was taken in Toronto, a city I am so much in love with. Canada was just recovering from the rough winter of 2025, and the weather was so indecisive, like some of the girlfriends I have dated who would take long to make up their mind about what dress to for dinner. In short, I had dressed very lightly, as you can see, and the plan was to enjoy and pretend as if summer was just around. Long story short, I ended the trip under a hoodie. The cold may have defeated me; it might have won this battle, but not the war, because I am definitely trying this again. Confident me 😎 never gives up!
Montreal, delicious city, not for its food, but for its conviviality, hospitality, and sense of easy life. Think of Montreal like Toronto, with less of “I am in a hurry,” “rush,” definitely fewer streetcars, more bikes and bike lanes, and lots of French. I felt at home there because French is my native language. In short, if someone wants to lay back, hit Montreal. Lovely!❤️
Antique, thrift, vintage, the beauty with these items is the memories and time loops they hold. Do not get me wrong, I cannot relate to these specific items beyond just looking and admiring them. However, the blue suitcase made me reminisce about my time in Ghana, when I arrived in a country with zero English capability back in 2015. Just a 19-year-old, left to figure out my life. The beauty of life is when you look back, just like the vintage item. I believe people buy them, as expensive as they are, because the memories they hold are priceless. All this seemingly nostalgic experience happened on Kensington Ave, Toronto.
I have never met so much kindness packaged in such a little body mass. Here is a delightful friend, Aline. She has an incredible ability to connect with people regardless of their culture. Anyone next to her feels unjudged, welcomed, and happy. There is another thing about Aline that is vital: Google Maps messes up a lot in Toronto, totally unreliable, and Aline happens to be an amazing substitute when navigating the city. Although we would still do three bus stops and ask a few people around before knowing exactly where we needed to stand for the next bus, her personality made it all an adventure. Incredible personality.
This is happening in Ghana, somewhere close to the border with Togo. An incident happened there. You see the lady in the back with me (with the red hat)? She ended up being my wife. For real. The story of how we got there is for another time. But the bottom line is that we climbed the highest peak in Ghana. I was dead tired, and she was still full of life. On that climb, I think I came to the conclusion of how much I loved her. Well, you’re asking why?? Up on the top there, you literally have your head in the clouds. So I made the decision to marry her. Wait, were you thinking I would tell you I proposed to her there??? Nah!!!!! That is not what happened. We climbed down and left. It was about a year and a few months later that I married her. So what was the incident? Well, it was there that I believed I had made up my mind. Why?? Because I literally had my head in the clouds.