On the Road

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I’ve been to 13 of these places. It didn’t seem like a lot until I realized.. shit 13. Nearly half. I tend to think I haven’t travelled a lot because there are a few people in my life who have been to upwards to 30 countries and my 18 doesn’t seem like much. But it is. I should be more grateful.

Las Vegas when I was 15 with family; New York at 20 with my best friend; Toronto a gazillion times passing through to go wherever, on family trips, etc; Rome when I was 17 and again when I was 23 for a total of about 8 days; Saint Petersbourg when I was 23 for 5 days, Venice when I was 17 and 23 for a total of 4 days (seemed like a lot longer when I think back, probably because its one of the few places that I have very vivid memories of); Berlin at 23 on a stopover from Israel to Poland, was there for a handful of hours from the airport to the subway to the train station; Vatican when I was 17 and 23 for.. hours, its hard to spend any more time there (I think the pop will kick you out); London at 23 for 5 days; Pisa when I was 17 and 23 for a few hours, both on transit to other places but its one of those places you have to stop and see); Oslo at 23 for 5 days over Christmas.. didn’t see much since it was the holidays and a lot of things closed down but met some great people; Moscow at 23 for 5 days over New Years, spent NYE in the Red Square listening to weird Russian pop music and freezing my ass off; Paris at 17 and 23 for a total of 7 or 8 days, nice city but there’s more to see on the outskirts…

I clearly need to see more of Asia.. one day, maybe. It’s never been a place I really wanted to go but I would never say no. Never say never, right

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