BigSaltyDog

Ingrid’s African Awakening Her name was Ingrid Solvang . Twenty-two years old, from Bergen, Norway – a university student studying International Development, with dreams of saving the world, travelling across continents, and documenting her journey on Instagram to her 4,731 followers. She landed in Africa two weeks ago, backpack slung over her petite shoulders, golden hair pulled into a messy bun, sky-blue eyes wide with wonder as she explored markets, dusty roads, beaches, and mountain trails. But none of those experiences prepared her for him . She stumbled upon the bar late one evening, thirsty, sunburnt, and exhausted after a long trek with a tour group. Inside, the lights were dim, reggae music thumped softly, and the smell of rum, lime, and sweat filled her nostrils. And there he was – the bartender . Old enough to be her grandfather, yes, but there was something about him. Maybe it was the glint in his eyes when he handed her the drink “on the house,” or the way his rough h...