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…
I’m one of the wealthiest people in the world! That may sound strange coming from a Part Time Professional Gypsy, but it’s undeniable true. (No matter what my bank manager might say) It all comes Read more…