Morocco. The name was as foreign to me as the country. I had been hanging out in Barcelona with a buddy of mine and had just struck out on my own. It was my first time travelling without the comfort of a companion and I was kinda nervous to be doing this on my own. As I sat at the bus station waiting for a ride to the Girona airport, a blonde girl sat down next to me and asked what bus number was going to the airport.
Jonathan Beam is a writer, traveller and real estate investor that is passionate about living a life that is totally on his terms!