While ignoring the middle has always been the bane of politics, this got me thinking deeply about the space in which I exist both for pleasure and for pay: Travel
The problem with extremes is that they miss the everyday folk and real space where most people subsist. And more serendipitous moments tend to occur when we move through this dimension.
It’s no secret that the “best” travel literature has been missing strong black and other voices of colour for centuries. That’s why I loved this piece published in The Guardian called ‘Let’s get more travel stories on Africa by Africans‘