Chasing Cherry Blossoms in Washington D.C

I buried my nose deep into Trevor Noah’s Born A Crime as the bus sputtered and stopped for the third time in less than 10 minutes, intent on ignoring the fact that we would not be arriving D.C at 10pm like we were supposed to. In my usual way, I started to think of theContinue reading “Chasing Cherry Blossoms in Washington D.C”