Backpacking in Europe
In June of 1990, I flew to Europe to meet my friend
Jeff. He had been going to school in Denmark for a year. We backpacked
around for a month. It was the best vacation I have taken with another person,
and a catalyst to many changes I would make in my life. I've written a bit of
it down already, but haven't gotten the chance to transcribe it here yet. It'll
be the next set of stories I finish for the webpage after the cross-country one.
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