By Tolu Olubunmi
I was five years old when I traveled across the borders of Nigeria, my birth country, for the first time.
I still have a fuzzy memory of filling my brown bear backpack with toys at home in Lagos—and then playing with my cousins in Brussels. The memory brings back those feelings of joy sprinkled with wonder. As a child, I did not understand what it took to get me from Africa to Europe - not the security bestowed by my passport nor the convenience and safety afforded me by air travel.