It was February 2015 and I received a last minute invitation to meet my only childhood friend, Adrienne, in Milan for a weekend of debauchery while celebrating her 29th birthday. She was studying in Italy at the time and had been planning this weekend to include a few other classmates of hers. One, however, got cold feet two days beforehand. Cold feet before a trip to Milan? Can you imagine what kind of person that would be? Anyway, Adrienne found herself in need of a third traveling companion on the European continent accustomed to hopping aboard eleventh hour flights,which only left her with one option: me.
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