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As my plane touched down in Barcelona, Spain, I was actually feeling quite terrified. Walking through the border security check I was surprised not to be stopped with the sweaty anxiety I’m sure must have been showing on my face. The 35 degree heat wasn’t helping matters either.
The reason behind my terror was due to the fact that this was my first time in non-English country on my own..
Sure I had visited lots of Europe countries with my recent whirlwind contiki tour where English was certainly not the local language and coped just fine. But there is a difference to being surrounded by a big group of fifty other english-speaking people, along with a tour manager who can answer any questions, give basic language lessons, and negotiate any needed activities on your behalf with the locals… Going to a foreign country alone, you don’t have any of that…
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