CouchSurfing in Salamanca.
September 19th 2006 When I was backpacking around Mexico and Central America, trading starry-eyed plans for upcoming trips, there was something unfashionable about dropping the word “Europe” in casual conversation. Forks hit the ground; people threw their hands up, taking offense. I almost came to blows with one scruffy stoner, whose eyes snapped out of their narcotic stupor at the words “Eurail pass,” as if
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