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Mikalina

“You’re crazy”

“This is ridiculous”

“Are you going through some kind of crisis?”

I closed my eyes as my parents' words reverberated in my head After a moment, I reopened them and stared out the little airplane

Apparently, quitting your shitty job to pack up and leave for an undeterhtsee through another continent before settling in a tiny Eastern European village in thementally unstable At least in my parents’ eyes

God, I hate theseat, I thought ideally, bitching at no one yet feeling like the idiot ht before I left for the airport

But when you do a spur of the s, quit your job, and fly across the world for a little adventure, beggars can’t be choosers

I rubbed ht attendant start to coave an aard smile to the person in the center seat, since I had to lean toward them in order to be heard

“Can I get some booze?” Lord, yeah, I actually said that, asked it that way “I-I et a Bloody Mary?”

The flight attendant s ot riain

Before long, the flight attendant was co back with my Bloody Mary I didn’t even care for alcohol all that much, and didn’t like tomato juice either, but hell, since I was in the s out of character, I just ith it

First stop was landing in London I planned on sightseeing for a couple of days before taking the Eurostar to Paris and checking out the catacoary, Poland Then I’d end my little “vacation” as I headed east and settled on a tiny Roe nestled in the Carpathian Mountains

Sounded pretty cut and dry toto act like this was the best idea in the world I was terrified

I didn’t know the land I didn’t know the language And taking this trip was like throwing pudding against a tree and hoping it stuck