Or rather, what I’ve finally come to terms with.
Travelling is hard but travelling solo is harder. Many of the travel blogs I’ve read so far always have a positive, up-beat tone and I thought, 599 more words
The skies were gray and promised rain in the afternoon. No matter, the southern Californian part of me donned athletic shorts, a sweater, hiking shoes and my trusty forest green Kanken backpack and took the train to Baccarat where one of the teachers lived. 303 more words