My entire life, people have been trying to guess what race I am. It’s usually one of the first questions anyone asks me, from doctors to new coworkers to random people at the bar. This racial ambiguity can be both a blessing and a curse when I’m traveling by myself. In this post, I explore how the color of my skin influences the way I see (and travel) the world.
The first installation in the Serendipity & Slip-Ups Series is the story of how failing to research current events can lead to a near miss with the French police, some good old fashioned impromptu urban parkour, and the closest I’ll ever come to participating in the Tour de France.