1 bus, 2 trains, a plane ride, 2 more trains, 1 taxi, yet another train, an hour and a half wait at the train station, and a car ride later...my brother's here!!!
these are the musings of a post-collegiate twentysomething, who, after the requisite tour of duty at Starbucks and a stint as a waitress in a diner in Middle America, somehow ended up in a place called Hohenlohe. and then back in the U.S.
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