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The Bookshelf
Before the heartbreak, there were boarding passes. But as Ibn Battuta said, 'Travel it leaves us speechless, then turns us into...
GirlWellTravelled
Apr 112 min read


Whispers Among The Starred Sky
Joshua still hadn't said anything when he, too, turned the corner to walk towards their suite. And as they turned the corner, he stopped,...
GirlWellTravelled
Dec 25, 202311 min read


All The Highs
'For a room on a plane, I could swing an amur tiger.'
Joshua takes my hands and pulls me up onto my heels. I pucker up to him, arms around his neck and we kiss. Long and lingering.
'Merry Christmas,' he says, when we finally let each other up.
And just like that, the altitude wasn't the only thing stealing the air from me.
GirlWellTravelled
Dec 25, 202014 min read
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