It's midnight and I'm sitting on the patio at Villa Saint Exupery in the city of Nice, in the south of France. This is where I will write the beginning of our story. What follows will be the first in a series of retellings of our adventures stewardessing across Europe during the summer of 2005. Why stewardessing and not backpacking? Well, because we all brought silly luggage thingies on wheels commonly used by stewardesses. Not huge-ass backpacks.
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