1. It has shown me that sometimes I can trust strangers more than my friends.
In my first trip outside Spain, I learned that I couldn’t trust my friends as much as I’d thought I could. Jose, Pachu, and I had planned to meet at Estación Sur in Madrid two weeks before we started our second year at university. From there, we’d take our first metro to the Barajas airport and then wait a couple hours for our flight to Paris, where we’d have a hell of a week drinking and smoking and wandering around Moulin Rouge and the Latin Quarter.