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Sometimes in order to tell a story, you need to stick to its truest form. Stories are memories spent in a particular place, spent with people you love, or spent in the comfort of your own solitude. In order to speak, one must listen to the beating heart of a city or to the voices of people who’s stories are worth telling. My friends know me to be a tad bit over the top, but I’ve decided to simplify this a bit to let each memory speak for itself. Listen to it carefully, and let these places and faces tell their stories individually.
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Sometimes in order to tell a story, you need to stick to its truest form. Stories are memories spent in a particular place, spent with people you love, or spent in the comfort of your own solitude. In order to speak, one must listen to the beating heart of a city or to the voices of people who’s stories are worth telling. My friends know me to be a tad bit over the top, but I’ve decided to simplify this a bit to let each memory speak for itself. Listen to it carefully, and let these places and faces tell their stories individually.
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#ErwanxGoPro
#GoProHERO9")
A short story by Danica Tanjutco.…
After a few months, I have finally had the time to post the remaining photographs from my most recent trip to Morocco. So here you have it, the second part to my travel diary for Morocco!…
Morocco is a wonderful country that, most definitely, has captured my heart. I loved every bit of my time in there, and I am already dreaming about coming back. In this blog post, I will be posting mainly photographs from my most recent trip to Morocco. The first part of this photo diary series is going to be about Casablanca, Taroundant, Agadir, and Taghazout.…
I could only write about the longing that I am feeling for Chefchaouen, because that is all there is to do. Yesterday, I left with a heavy heart and an even heavier appreciation for the world. Almost two months had flown by and I hardly even noticed.…
In the later years of my life, I figured that this moment will be considered one of the best moments in my life. These young travellers from all over the world sought refuge in the mountains of Africa–and in each other, they found happiness, contentment, and bliss. I, surely, will cherish this moment forever.…
Lately, the internet has been a huge part of my life. I mean, I work as a digital nomad so how can it not be? But in the coming weeks, I will be living in the mountains of Morocco. There will be no internet, no telecom signals, and I will be forced to shut down my online lifestyle and appreciate what it is like to live offline.…
Last weekend, I did something that I have never done before--never even thought I would ever do it, if I am going to be honest. What is it? Well, I did my very first hitchhiking experience. In Africa, at that.…