A few years ago, my best friend and I somehow found ourselves in Morocco. It wasn’t your average trip to say the least.
It started off like this in the airport: “excuse me girls, I hate to be rude. 373 more words
I was recently brainstorming some long term backpacking trips to a friend when she asked, “Do any of these places have showering options?”
“I mean, not really,” I said, “but I’m not super worried because I’ve got a big thing of baking soda and there are rivers and stuff.” 523 more words