Journeys make me think. Or dream. Or in just gazing out of the window at passing scenery, my brain goes into another place to imagine a new story. I know I’m not the only one to whom travel has this
Journeys make me think. Or dream. Or in just gazing out of the window at passing scenery, my brain goes into another place to imagine a new story. I know I’m not the only one to whom travel has this