Monday, 28 Mar 2011 | Views [144] | Scholarship Entry
The Hammam Echoes. Wet echoes. That’s all that can be heard. The original sound is lost in the dome above you, escaping out of the carved holes in the ceiling and into the faint sunlight that peeks in and reflects off the slick, warm stone of the floor.... Read more >
Tags: #2011Writing, Travel Writing Scholarship 2011
