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Published: October 2nd 2018
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I left the hostel quietly without waking my roommates.
The early morning bus out of Ždiar (in the Tatras Mountains in northern Slovakia) left on schedule, dropping me about 20 minutes later at the mountainous border with southern Poland. I hopped off the bus, looking around at the still-dark, empty nothingness, wondering where to go next. To my relief I spotted the only other humans around in...
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Dolores
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Suzi, the best times seem to be the unexpected meeting up with other travelers. Of course, you are the magnet! Dolores