Catapult Alumni
Diane
I turned my head towards the noise and saw two figures in the dark. They were standing behind the gate a few meters away from me. I heard them speaking in an odd mix of Spanish, Italian, and English but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Maybe they were speaking too fast. I […]
Nonfiction
| On the Road
Train station? Please?
A trip from a colorful hostel in medina to the railway station in Marrakech, Morocco