PART ONE, PRAGUE ON MY OWN I left Los Angeles on Wednesday, June 27. My parents waved goodbye to me at the gate, which I walked through with my 20 pound suitcase and a whole lot of tears. I cried through the security check then pulled it together, got on the plane and cried then fell asleep, then woke up and felt excited, then cried some more. The lady next to me didn´t speak much English but at some point she looked over at me, patted my hand, and said "don´t cry, you are going to be great!" I thought that
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