I am made of wanderlust, gypsy drumbeats make up my pulse and I go unapologetically in the direction my shoes are pointed in. This weekends adventures have filled my heart with many affirmations, self-discoveries, new kindred spirits, dancing in streets and getting lost in all the best ways. From the beautiful hotel bars drenched in chandelier lighting to the junk-decorated walls of gothic dives to stone streets with jazz bands playing for no one in particular (but the joy of living it reads on their faces as they play the night away) a buffet of senses has bombarded me with the perfect fuel and inspiration to keep going. I am so grateful for this place and all of its delights.
Posted on: Sun, 13 Apr 2014 09:06:33 +0000
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