EuropeOn August 28, 2011 by wanderstoriesYou always remember your first time.
Although I traveled to Spain in my teens, I don’t consider that my first shot at world travel. Maybe I was too young to truly experience it – maybe it was because I was with classmates – but either way, we’ll skip over it for now. The two hot Spanish brothers I lived with are owed a blog post for themselves anyways.
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