CHAPTER 6.7 – Serendipity
bySerendipitous moments. Do you ever feel that you are wandering through life? That you move with the ebb and the flow of what happens…
Serendipitous moments. Do you ever feel that you are wandering through life? That you move with the ebb and the flow of what happens…
A damp towel drapes over the back of my pack, swinging freely in the cool breeze as I walk to the station. I take a…
I sit at a sidewalk cafe table directly across from the aged iron and wood doorway that has led to my hostel home for…
Italy is a place full of artists. Yes, there are many that come to mind when I say this; Michelangelo, Donatello, Botticelli, and DaVinci. But…
Day one in Italy. Stepping off of the plane in Rome with a backpack strapped tightly around my waist, I took a deep breath…