Ferry Life

Slept like a baby with the hum of engines, a lullaby to our ears. We were both awoken in the morning by the regular blasts of the ferry horn as a thick fog had descended. Visibility was not muchBaca lagi
Slept like a baby with the hum of engines, a lullaby to our ears. We were both awoken in the morning by the regular blasts of the ferry horn as a thick fog had descended. Visibility was not muchBaca lagi