In a hotel room in Colorado Springs, visiting my grandparents who were passing through.
Thunder rumbles the building, vibrating glass in the door.
Hail, rain, and snow sweep in sheets across pavement outside. 347 more words
Morri was a manly man. With a thick dark manly beard and bouncy curly hair. Tall, tight and tanned. With a sexy Spanish accent that would make even Antonio Banderas’ knees go weak, though he would insist on calling it ‘bad English’. 933 more words
Travelling is about exploring new horizons. About learning to see things in a different light. About ditching prejudices and embracing the unknown.
But most of all, travelling is about meeting people. 134 more words