My first experience with solo travel included a humiliation-tinged napkin, a Belgium-bound train, and a French Harry Potter. Oh, and lots of tears. I left my best friend's wedding immediately after dinner--no electric slide, no drunken toasts, no after party. I just blew a few kisses, grabbed my pink suitcase from the coat-check and sped to ...
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