I took this selfie in the secondary school of a remote village in northeastern Ghana, 2 months before I joined Alternative Athens. It was my 10th year of work in the charity sector and my 15th trip to Africa. One thing was obvious in every single trip. Africa reveals the best version of each one of us. No matter who I was traveling with (volunteers, donors, media or VIPs), it was very touching to see kindness, fragility, generosity being revealed in maximum volumes again and again. And I was no exception, I was a far better person when traveling than what I was at my everyday life. I remember in Ethiopia, in an area living below the poverty line, a local woman with no shoes and a glowing face inviting us for coffee in her hut. I remember that when we entered her humble but shiny hut we discovered she had also cooked and was ready to share with us, her children and parents the food she had clearly struggled to find. I remember her face showing the agony of a host on whether we would like the food. I remember eating injera and feeling happy. I remember her singing and asking us to sing as well. I remember everybody remained silent with sparkling eyes as we sang. I remember her hug when we said goodbye and the tears we both shed. I remember the unprecedented feeling of loving a stranger. I remember I promised myself to cherish that memory. I remember promising myself to be kind.