freedom

The one and only time so far I have tasted the sweetness of freedom, I had to travel to Italy. I found myself all alone in a small town by Naples with a couple hundred bucks in my bank account. The first night I got there I didn’t know a soul. I shortly met with a girl who worked at the same place as I did. As I was feeling awfully adventurous, I invited her to go out and drink in the night town of Pozzuoli. We sat down in a nearby bar and drank Italian Spritz for one euro. We could’ve drank about five each when some guys came and talked to us. By the end of the night we had accepted an offer to go with them to their thermal pool. We got…

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Have an amazing day! Making this somewhat of a journal blog about what goes on in my head and cannot express otherwise