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