So what do you do when your flight is cancelled in Philadelphia and the next available flight is 24 hours later? You jump in an uber and check out the sites of the city of brotherly love.
Ok….I’m not gonna lie. I AM NERVOUS!!! It’s my very first solo dolo trip to a country that’s first language is not English. I’m excited and terrified all at the same time.
YYYYaaaaaaaaa me!! I'm finally doing it. I'm making that leap to live the life that I've always wanted. If I'm going to be completely honest, I'm terrified. I'm the queen of what if. What if I fail? What ifI run out of money?