There was a place in the Ninepin Islands, a day’s sail from Hong Kong, where it was hard to tell where the moon set and sun rose. But that could’ve been the Tsingtaos talking...The horizon line beckons; pack light, trip longer.
There was a place in the Ninepin Islands, a day’s sail from Hong Kong, where it was hard to tell where the moon set and sun rose. But that could’ve been the Tsingtaos talking...The horizon line beckons; pack light, trip longer.