Full Disclosure: I'm not African-American. And, growing up in Connecticut, the closest I'd ever got to an African-American was watching Arnold and Willis and their hijinks in Mr. Drummond's apartment. This all changed when I went to college, and discovered that the bubble of Connecticut is not exactly how the rest of the world lives. It was in college that I met Ernest, who taught me all about race relations, writing and traveling. Currently living in South America, Ernest considers himself a "jetrosexual" that of someone who can go anywhere at a moment's notice. He's taken his love of travel and writing and put it into "Fly Brother" which encourages the African American community to travel as well as gives hints and tips on traveling abroad.