One year ago- January 11 my brother and I boarded a plane. We landed in JFK- stretched our legs and got some food and drink before waiting at the wrong gate for a while.
A day later (in some space time continuum lapse) we were in Nairobi Kenya. Ryan looking for our bags for a few hours. Me looking really haggard from the rough flight and almost getting thrown into immigration detention like this poor lady behind me. I had no idea that was happening until she screamed when I took the picture. A half a world away- the world shook. I was in the only place in the world I could be in the dark and oblivious to the happening.