On Mount Kilimanjaro, the mountain reveals its contrasts, breathtaking beauty alongside a demanding climb. As the air thins and the path steepens, your legs ache, your breath shortens, and doubt quietly appears. Yet with each step upward, the world opens. Valleys stretch below, clouds drift beside you, and silence replaces the noise from below. Strangers become companions, and small steps feel like victories. The mountain humbles you with its difficulty but restores you with its beauty. In that magical moment near the summit, exhausted yet present, you realize the climb was not only upward, it was inward, revealing a deeper strength within you.

Watching the children in a rural school in Zambia hold hands and laugh together felt magical, a simple moment where joy, community, and hope filled the open field

After a lifetime of being asked about the pyramids having never even visited them, I finally got to see the most remarkable thing about my country, 3 shrines in all their basking glory. I honestly get the hype now :)

It was part of visiting the recently opened GEM alongside my sister. I also got to learn about some of Ancient Egypt's history which I am admittedly clueless about.

Still a year I welcome with faith and gratitude.

Although this entire volunteering weekend in the nature of Osaka was magical in itself, this moment stood out to me! Me and this boy I didn’t know and didn’t share any languages with, laughing together as we were walking like little smurfs to the ricefields. A reminder that language is not at all necessary to connect!✨

the song that has become a soundtrack of my life lately was sung by one of my favorite artists in front of my eyes. the melody started and i could already sense my tears coming. i will never forget this moment and how much this song means to me.

There is nothing quite like meeting people who are experiencing the same path you are, whose sous are full of light and animation, and who, beyond everything else, are just fantastic people. The São Paulo meetup was all of these things and more. Maybe it was because of the Flight School touch, the city, the spirit of Carnival, or fate - I have no clue. But, what I do know, is that the community and love that I felt in such a short time was nothing short of magical and that I am forever grateful to have crossed paths with such amazing humans.

A huge snowstorm hit Denmark, country basically shut down. Yesterday I went skiing just for fun! people thought I was crazy. after a year in Norway where skis are normal transport i laughed when I saw that this guys skiing became the morning’s top news. i then took a train across the country, to do the uwc selection for denmark. 4 minutes out of the train station.. who do i see???? The guy from the news. he has changed his clothes a bit, but i recognized it well after having lolled at the article earlier in the day. WHAT ARE THE ODDS!?!?!? i went up to him.. We walked together, bonding over our shared lol. The inconveniences of the snow has led to many cute interactions with danish people.

This month, I stepped into service by taking an active role with the Rotary Club of Kitale during the Motosiet Community Safe Water Committee training. I helped leaders build strong governance, ethical leadership, and conflict-resolution skills to sustain their water project.