Andrew leaves tomorrow for Europe.
It's not like I haven't done this before, but I don't think I'll ever get used to it.
Passports, preparations, making sure everything's in order -- I know he'll be fine.
I will never forget my trip, as a 17-year-old, to Paris. It changed me, and this will change Andrew.
In 28 hours, he will be in Deutschland.
I guess he's excited. On the way home tonight, he said, "I'm leaving for Europe. And everybody else just goes on living."
Bon Voyage, buddy.
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