Girl in Riyadh
During a time when the entire world is not encouraged to travel - one of my favorite things in this sweet life, I have felt myself dreaming. Nostalgic dreaming back to some of the trips I've taken in my past. Stories that I've written down and never shared with the world. This is from October 14, 2016 after my first trip to Saudi Arabia. Cheers. I find myself in the London Heathrow airport, for another long layover. My eyes are slightly burning with exhaustion, my empty glass of champagne was just carefully taken away from my table, and I wish more than anything I could take a shower. Yet, somehow I’m feeling refreshed and inspired. My hands can’t stop typing and working as I sit here at my computer looking at all of the planes sitting on the tarmac. I’m reminded of the restlessness spirit God instilled in me, to travel the world, meet new faces and places, and make the world a better place. I’m also reminded of the irony of how I continue to find myself traveling t...