The thing I find about being an adult, and being a traveler (the way i travel)
I’m sitting in the hostel lobby, knowing if I had a bigger, thicker coat, I’d hit
5 grown people. 1 alarm no one heard. And a bus that would undoubtedly pull out
A bad play on words, I’m aware. But wow! No way this city is this amazing.
“What are you running from,” they (the infamous they) ask each time I submit my card
When I was 18 I saw this photo by Robert Doisneau of two lovers kissing by
I didn’t get a transit visa to leave the airport in Moscow, so there’s a fantastic