Hitch
The Perfect Stranger
I stood at the petrol station proudly waving my “Lisboa” sign. The winter sun was shining, And Leonardo, my Couch Surfing host, had just driven away. Streams of cars sped by; Some smiled, some shrugged, Read more…
I stood at the petrol station proudly waving my “Lisboa” sign. The winter sun was shining, And Leonardo, my Couch Surfing host, had just driven away. Streams of cars sped by; Some smiled, some shrugged, Read more…