“It’s cold,” said Sarah.
“Yeah, that’s how it is in the desert,” said Claire.
They were at a crossroad, in Peru, in the middle of the Altiplano desert, in the middle of the night. 2,521 more words
Thanks to historical flooding in Germany, getting to Florence was a last minute decision and required an overnight train ride from Amsterdam. With so little time, wandering around allowing myself to just get lost seemed like the best option. 648 more words