Friday, 19 Apr 2013 | Views [313] | Scholarship Entry
I woke up when my oxygen-deprived brain sent me a covert message: we had stopping moving. Disheveled passengers were getting up and filing slowly towards the exit of the bus. A tea break at 16,500 feet? Rubbing my sleep-encrusted eyes, I reached the door ... Read more >
Tags: Travel Writing Scholarship 2013
