The first decision I made on my own as a young adult was
probably when I decided to take a trip back to Minnesota to visit some old
friends from when I lived up there. I had been in college for only a few weeks
and chose to fly up the moment our week off from football started. I still had
a bunch of graduation money that was waiting to be put to use. So, without my
parents help or them even knowing about it, I purchased a plane ticket and
arranged to stay at my friends place for the week. I did not even mention this
to my parents until the day before my flight and much to my surprise they were
fine with it. They even seemed excited for me to go, probably because I
wouldn't have to stay with them for a whole week. This was not my first time
flying alone but this time felt a lot more free and independent because I took
care of everything myself. It may not seem very interesting because booking
flights is pretty simple now, but at the time I had no idea what I was doing
and almost bought a ticket to the wrong airport by mistake. So obviously, it
meant a lot to me having to care of myself, and I ended up having a great time with some Minnesota
friends.
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