Under Gibraltar’s Starry Skies

StefanoEurope, Spain Comments


That day we were damn tired. We were able to chase and catch a bus to Gibraltar from Malaga after an awful night. We had slept on the beach and our bones were such damp we could hear our joints cracking at the slightest movement. We slept clutching our little pouches with essential goods, as we had left the backpacks in the railway … Read More