It was my first train ride in India. It was late. I was alone. I was desperate.
Being in that state can change a person.
That’s all I’ll say. Here’s the full story from the 18-hour train ride from hell.
In other news, I’m no longer going back to the US in June!
I managed to get a vaccination appointment for tomorrow (Astra Zeneca), so I’m pushing back my June trip to November.
In the meantime, if there are any Berlin people reading this, I’m looking for a shared apartment from June 1 until the end of October minimum. Thought I’d put out the feelers.
I hope everyone is having a beautiful Spring day.
Hope is here
Other articles this week
Why You Should Dare To Go Topless in All the Places Men Do
Take your top off and finally be as comfortable as he is.
Does Having a Baby Mean Swapping Out Your Brain?
Sometimes it feels like my friends with kids are on the other side of the matrix