How we are still going places in our minds as well as remembering where we’ve been. This is how we’re traveling indoors.
Tag: travel poem
This poem was written after visiting the Almudena Cathedral in Madrid, Spain.
Calamari fingers digging.
Some people think Amsterdam is a city of sin. But it is actually a city of freedom, and in freedom most people find sin.
Hoping to inspire you, dear reader, on your journey and beyond.
These stanzas are sure to inspire the traveler in you!