The day had arrived, and I couldn’t be more exited. Today was my first day in Liberty City and I didn’t know what to expect.
Don’t get me wrong, I already knew a little bit about the city itself, for example that it’s population is mainly African American and that most of its residents had lived there for generations. I know! It’s not a big thing, but believe me, after reading for hours the history and facts of this place I just wanted to go, see,taste, hear, smelland feel the real Liberty City.

It was a Monday that felt like a Sunday. The sun was out and the temperature was perfect, in addition to that, it was Dr. Martin Luther King Jr day. Everybody was out, enjoying the activities that vendors and volunteers had put together to celebrate this holiday.
I was a little overwhelmed by the number of people walking on the streets. Everywhere seemed packed with families with small children, teenagers dancing next to hugemongous speakers and old ladies sitting around big tables of food. It was hard to drive without getting distracted by the customized cars and colorful outfits, but safety is first, and I think that I chose well and I kept my eyes on the road.
As usual, I was carrying my journalist kit, which includes a little notebook, pen and pencils (just in case something happens with the ink) my camera and the hope to find something amazing. As an extra “tool,” I also brought my FIU hoodie sweater, because I thought will help people to identify me more easily and thank God it worked.
After driving around trying to find an open street I found The African Heritage Cultural Arts Center located at 6161 NW 22 Avenue. Professor Reisner had told us to pick a place, specific and potentially good to get the sense of the people. After doing some research I found this place, which according to different websites, has a music hall, a dance studio and multipurpose classrooms, so I thought it would be a great place to find the artists of the community.

Because of the holiday the place was closed, but I parked outside and I took some pictures of the building. I was disappointed. I really wanted to see the place and maybe find a teacher or somebody who worked there.
Right before going back to my car, I saw a young man sitting in front of a house, I asked him about the arts center and he said that it was a place for people of all ages.

He told me that he had performed there, so I instantly pulled out my little notebook and asked for his contact information. His name is Deterion Woods but he is better known as DayDay, which is his “Street name.” After talking for a while he gave me a CD with two songs that I later played in my car. I have to confess that rap is not the type of music that I usually hear, but this “FIU girl” is open to new musical interpretations. By the way, and for now on, “FIU girl” is my street name, people called me “FIU girl” all day long so I think that I will use it if somebody ask for it.
Today, I couldn’t get inside of the arts center, but I got what I wanted, a example of Liberty City’s culture and the opportunity to know talented people. I can’t wait to go back, who knows and maybe I will meet the next R&B star.