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All in Journal
Viñales led me to believe, with full certainty, that I had unearthed the fictional lands of Disney Pixar’s Up…
Moral of the story: give a girl a balcony beer, and there’s nothing in Cuba she can’t conquer.
Porto is my latest and greatest European obsession. Sorry, all the rest of Europe. Porto has you beat. And here’s why-
Fake love stories, makeup counter raids, a porta potty disaster and my first ever experience driving in a foreign country…. what more could you ask for?
Hot air ballon rides are kind of overrated, except for their landings, which should not be given the courtesy of a rating at all. Unless you’re into tree vandalism and whiplash, in which case, I would 10/10 recommend.
If the 10 kilos of oranges were an omen for what was to come, I should have known the rest of our stint in Morocco was going to be full of laughs and unexpected little adventures.
