The 388 Mile Haul to Madrid

Did you know that Barcelona is famous for their pick-pocketers? Yeah. Neither did I. Until my wallet, along with my passport, got stolen from me while I was there. Now I know what you're thinking: "Cindy, why did you have your passport on you while in the city? Why didn't you leave it at the... Continue Reading →

Friendly Strangers

It seems like no matter where I go, there always seems to be Texans everywhere. Americans I assumed to be everywhere, but Texans? I thought that would be a rarity to come across in Europe. Yet I have met them. In the strangest of places as well. I met a couple from Texas in London.... Continue Reading →

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