When taking a gap year, it is meant to be just that. A year. Alas, I’m into my second year (sorry, Mum) and I’m travelling around meeting friends made during my first gap year. It’s terribly hard giving up drinking Guinness in Ireland, smoking weed in Amsterdam (more apologies, Mum) and trying sweet Rekorderlig cider in Sweden.
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