March 6th – I sit now beneath the balcony where my Yuneec Breeze lies after an unfortunate crash that most likely ended it’s all too brief life. Roughly… Read more “My Drone, A Story of Life and Death”
The morning started like most all others have the past four months. Hostel rooms seem designed for vampires and my reluctance to get out of bed is… Read more “The Sun May Set Over Granada, But The Memories Light My Journey”
I must come clean!
Something that I promised myself I wouldn’t do while on this long journey I violated. En mi camino al estudio en mi clase de español a finales de la semana pasada, tuve que parar y conseguir algo de comer. Yo no había comido desde el desayuno y estaba hambriento. Translated to English, I was on my way to Spanish class, was starving and needed to eat. Having very little time, I had to get something quick to eat. I broke down. In an extreme moment of weakness, I saw the symbol. (more…)