It's only 3.30pm, and I feel like I've lived through about three days in as many hours. As I write, I keep having flashbacks to my tour.
As he drove, I sat in passenger seat feeling a lovely little fuzziness of happy tummy and slightly buzzy tequila head. It was the perfect Mexican evening.
The great thing about exploring alone, is that you're alone. How often in life are we truly alone and happy about it? Sure, many of us are alone and longing for that special someone to wile away the days with (I'm lucky, I've met my special someone, which might be why I can appreciate my… Continue reading Alone in the U.S of A