I had never had a family vacation, except for a week when my mother and sister and I went to surprise my father in Vilamoura where he was on a training course. I went into the hotel, saw him at the reception desk, and ran towards the street to tell my
It is three weeks since I arrived in Kenya, and I have not seen much yet so will stay here until the beginning of next year, which will be the end of the 30 days of volunteering that I am doing for the project “From Kibera With Love”.
Hello, do you still remember me?!
It is true; I’m back in Iran, the country that gave me so much without ever accepting anything in return. And how good it is to be
Iran? But are you crazy? Aren’t you afraid? They are terrorists, bombers, Muslims, it is dangerous… I heard these and other words over and over again while I was planning my journey; every time I heard those words, my desire to go to Iran was greater. It has