I went to Kinshasa, DRC, hoping to see modern skyscrapers, but saw nothing but demolished buildings. I guess you’d say there was an in Congo ruins between my expectations and reality.
An author on a book tour has to hire wroties.
I can’t hear up in an airplane. It’s too cloud.
My father, the deer hunter, loved to travel. I still remember his advice. “Go to Venice, son.“
No flights to France will be delayed. It’s Gaul on time’s Day!
Luft hansa, please, if you’ve ever been on a German airline.
Embarking on a rail journey is guaranteed enter trainment.
Take public transit? Hellz yeah, that’s how I bus to move.
People who just got off airplanes are more susceptible to the flew.
Myanmar friends went to Burma. We love to sing and we love Japanese food. We arrived, got settled Aung San Suu Kyi songs.