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My First Flight | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. June 5, 2014. November 20, 2015. Edmonton International Airport (YEG), Toronto Pearson International Airport (YYZ), and Newark Liberty International Airport (EWR). A loving parent, a long lost friend, and a cute flying companion. It was April 27 2012, I was 21 years old and I was about to take my first plane ride ever; I was so excited I barely slept. The journey started at 4am when I left my house to go to the Edmonton International Airport (YEG). November 4, 2014...
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June | 2014 | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. My Arrival in Rome. June 10, 2014. November 20, 2015. Place: Rome, Italy. People: A travel companion/classmate, a Canadian stewardess, and three friendly bookshop workers. Lessons Learned: Caesars bring Canadians together. Always take travel advice from others with a grain of salt. Some Italians might seem harsh and cold but once you get to know them they are warm, caring people and will be there for you when you are distraught and in tears. Yes, she assured me, Th...
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My First Flight | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. June 5, 2014. November 20, 2015. Edmonton International Airport (YEG), Toronto Pearson International Airport (YYZ), and Newark Liberty International Airport (EWR). A loving parent, a long lost friend, and a cute flying companion. It was April 27 2012, I was 21 years old and I was about to take my first plane ride ever; I was so excited I barely slept. The journey started at 4am when I left my house to go to the Edmonton International Airport (YEG). November 4, 2014...
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A Hunt for the Key | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. A Hunt for the Key. July 10, 2014. November 20, 2015. Place: Rome, Italy. People: Sierra and Daniel. Lessons Learned: In Italy you enter the bus wherever you want, don’t wear your money belt like an idiot, never trust restaurant doormen, do not take hot water for granted. Where the ruins of ancient Roman elites still stand. I also saw Circo Massimo (Circus Maximus). Which contains nothing of the original Stadium but the mere outline of a track. My Arrival in Rome.
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July | 2014 | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. A Hunt for the Key. July 10, 2014. November 20, 2015. Place: Rome, Italy. People: Sierra and Daniel. Lessons Learned: In Italy you enter the bus wherever you want, don’t wear your money belt like an idiot, never trust restaurant doormen, do not take hot water for granted. Where the ruins of ancient Roman elites still stand. I also saw Circo Massimo (Circus Maximus). Which contains nothing of the original Stadium but the mere outline of a track. March 3, 2016. Creat...
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A Hunt for the Key | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. A Hunt for the Key. July 10, 2014. November 20, 2015. Place: Rome, Italy. People: Sierra and Daniel. Lessons Learned: In Italy you enter the bus wherever you want, don’t wear your money belt like an idiot, never trust restaurant doormen, do not take hot water for granted. Where the ruins of ancient Roman elites still stand. I also saw Circo Massimo (Circus Maximus). Which contains nothing of the original Stadium but the mere outline of a track. My Arrival in Rome.
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My Arrival in Rome | amieurban
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Stories of beautiful people and places. My Arrival in Rome. June 10, 2014. November 20, 2015. Place: Rome, Italy. People: A travel companion/classmate, a Canadian stewardess, and three friendly bookshop workers. Lessons Learned: Caesars bring Canadians together. Always take travel advice from others with a grain of salt. Some Italians might seem harsh and cold but once you get to know them they are warm, caring people and will be there for you when you are distraught and in tears. Yes, she assured me, Th...