Prologue
I can’t remember the first time I heard a man with a foreign accent, but I know from the first word I was hooked. Movies, Music, television, etc. I could never get enough. There was never just one accent I loved. If it was English, Spanish, Irish, French, etc., all they had to do was speak and I’d melt a little. I soon vowed that I would leave my homeland, good old US of A, to gain firsthand experience. The summer before graduating college the chance to explore Europe came my way. Seizing the opportunity, I packed my bags and got on a plane. Little did I know what awaited me on my adventures.
I have more written, but I haven't typed it up yet...will post when I do.
Cheers,
Tabitha
