in a place where angels fear to tread driven by intesity, moved by passion, challenged by ideologies, coloured by the sea, kissed by the sun, wandering in uncanny bliss

years back

AUSTRALIA | Monday, 6 Aug 2007 | Views [439]

I was in college deciphering plant life when I had my first taste of adventure. I always dreamed of travelling. I dream on how I could be lost in the streets of Morroco, having a afternoon coffee at Champ elysee, a sunset camel ride in the Great Pyramids ... Read more >

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