A Blog on Travelling, Eating, and all Things Fun in Life
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
85- Fondest Memories
My fondest travel memories have been those that have involved a backpack, a bottle of Gatorade, a sandwich, and whole lot of walking. The splendor of the open road is one that knows no bounds.
To run, to ride, to fly, to be part of the journey- such defines a full life. Sunrise and sunset- these beginnings and endings speak of true cyclical beauty.
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