European dreaming on such a winter's day

Dang, I miss Europe. Who wouldn't miss three weeks of just wandering around in a new place with good food, meeting new people, all for cheap? But I find myself going back to the website I used while I was over there, just to remember things. It turns out that website is run out of Portland. So the home team was supporting me the whole time. Nice.

But I feel like there are now three cities in Europe where I am comfortable, where I know the streets and subways and how things work. Of course, these memories I have seem to conveniently forget that all of this took place in foreign languages, but hey, that's what memories are for - to conveniently forget things.

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