Day .5

I'm here. I'm here I'm here I'm here. I've become so comfortable with traveling and moving (a good thing, I think, although it's begun to wear on me recently) that sometimes I don't even realize where I am. Adapting to the transportation systems was automatic, I'm hung up in apartment problems, etc etc. Superficial though …

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The Beginning

I don't consider myself to be a thrill seeker or adrenaline junkie, and putting myself in scary situations usually turns me into a panic-stricken mess. Some of these situations have included climbing a very high, open-air staircase on Palamidi in Nafplio, Greece; my first time taking the chair-lift up Ještēd mountain in Liberec, Czech Republic; and riding the Praterturm …

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