Warning: This is a retrospective travelogue, with all the self-indulgences such a genre typically entails.
When I was 18 I jumped off this:
After high school graduation, my parents let myself and a friend go to New Zealand and Australia. Bit crazy thinking back on it. At that point I’d never traveled anywhere by mys…
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