I remember I was 14 when I first went to Assisi.
Little boy from BYO, I tell you the process was kinda freaky.
Tears to my eyes; the fear of being ostracized. 161 more words
The low-lying mist added to the mystery of the moment, as we climbed our final stretch of Italian countryside… the mist stealing our sight but not our perseverance, forcing our legs to forget their exhaustion for these final steps of ascent. 1,197 more words