Pieds poudrés

Our stay in Bratislava (Slovakia) was short, but eventful. And it all started when we checked into our hotel. Ti Val had booked the room ...

It shouldn't come as a surprise that my first blogpost about my road trip in Europe is about the two lively Haitian women I hung out with...

From time to time, someone spurs the debate on the Internet: Haitians should identify as Latinx. There was that article that went viral a...

When I was younger, I was convinced that I could feel a shift on my birthday. That lasted right up to my 18th birthday. When I woke up on...

Born in New York City in the early 1980s from a Haitian mother and a father of Martinican origin, Patrick spent his summers in the US of A,

I haven't posted a rant in a while. Not because there's nothing to complain about—there is plenty. I've just been holding on to my though...

I went to the 25th edition of Essence Fest, peeps! And I had a blast. The weekend was eventful. There's so much I liked and loved about t...

Travelling isn't always good times and fun stuff. Travellers sometimes experience horrible situations that are beyond their control. I ca...

My trip to Mexico City was bomb. If you follow me on Instagram, you may have kept up with my stories. The best thing about that trip is t...

There's so much to be said about my trip to Morocco. Those 10 days were nothing short of magical. Especially because I didn't have any ne...

I've been in a little bit of a funk. And I think it's because I miss Morocco. I've been back for over 2 weeks now, and I still find it ha...

Upon our arrival, women working at the hammam were waiting for us. They provided instructions on what to wear and placed our belongings in a

This was the first time I was travelling with a group of people I didn't know. Also a first: I did not plan this trip. Aside from bookin

When I landed in Turkey in August 2018, I somewhat knew what to expect. I had done my pre-travel research. I had sent numerous questions ...

I travel on a budget, as much as I can. In this series of posts, I will share with you the destinations where you’ll be able to stretch e...

Hong Kong, December 2018. Our cab driver honked. Hard. It wasn't until he abruptly stopped the car in the middle of the street that I rea...

***This post may be triggering for some. It recounts my visit to Tuol Sleng, a secret prison where thousands were tortured and killed, an...

Day 4. Stop 2: Ishigaki Island, Okinawa (Japan) Today, Val treated us to a day at Club Med Kabira Ishigaki. This was meant to be our beac...

Destination Paris ou Port-au-Prince? Les photos des Champs Élysées qui circulent sur Internet ces jours-ci n'ont pas l'air de ça. Tout co...

People don't believe me when I say that I'm a little afraid of flying. I am. I've just developed a good coping mechanism: I fall asleep, ...