When I went to Europe
I have to start off by saying it was a toughĀ decision to make. Ā Iāve never left my Ā my friends and family to embark on a journey to a place where I knew no one. But my world as I knew it was too tiny and thereās so much out there I didnāt know of.Ā
I visited Europe last month and stayed in this place next to what they call the Eiffel Tower. I loved it. such a strange architecture to symbolize the exotic beauty and power of its people. With my small backpack and my Nikon D7000 camera, I set off futher to explore Europe.
I took pictures along the way. there was a Tomato Festival going on at the time and I managed to get tickets to see a Bull Fighting! The sight was alarming and facinating all at once- a sport to symbolise the raw energy and passion that European people had were shown through this bull fighting. Beautiful!
I went to a shelter and saw some homeless people begging on the streets. It is such a shame how enriched, yet, so poor Europeans are. My heart weeps for Europeans; their courage andĀ strengthĀ to survive is inspiring.Ā
There were loud music playing and people in the streets all looking happy and joyful because they were celebrating āOktoberFestā, a day to mark their love of beer and to show that even Europeans have good things to celebrate in life to distract from their everyday pain. I was aware of my privilege so I asked to join this festival incase I upset the natives. What a blast!
I took so many pictures (will post on Facebook later) of the children dancing and smiling but some elders complained about this, they didnāt seemĀ comfortableĀ with a complete stranger touching their young children and taking photos of them to later put on the internet.
I suppose to them, I am a stranger in the midst but it was so joyful having pictures to show back home of my experiences! I am sure they wonāt mind in the end. And the children were such wonders! They were so curious about my clothes (I donāt think Europeans have ever seen Nigerian clothes in their life, it must have been so strange for them to view my own culture! It just reminded me of how deprived they were)
After I stopped at the Leaning Tower of Pisa (a great art of their sort!) I went back to Ā Arba Airport nearĀ Helsinki (after I spent a day at Trafalgar Square, pics coming soon) and borded my flight back home, having grown up a little from viewing European Life.Ā
I am currently saving up to get a tatto of Europe on my shoulder , with a love heart located at the center to represent Belguim. As the Europeans say:Ā
Τα καλά ĻĻάγμαĻα ĪĻĻεĻαι Ļε ĪµĪŗĪµĪÆĪ½ĪæĻ ĻĀ ĻĪæĻ ĻεĻιμĪĪ½ĪæĻ Ī½Ā
Peace my friends <3
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