In 2011, I took a trip to Kenya, Africa where my team and I were welcomed in as family. We were all white, a lot of us with blond hair and blue eyes, and one person with red hair. We were a sight to be seen. We stayed in an area about 4 hours outside Nairobi the capital, where most white tourists stay. We were surrounded by people with beautiful dark skin, some of whom had never seen our pale features before. Even though we didn’t have much in common, these people gave us their best care and treated us as their own. It was a home away from home, I just wish people in America could live just as peacefully together.