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Something about the way the sun hit the Alps that day, coupled with a miniature bottle of Schnapps, made me hurl my rule book out the window.

Julia Pound

Something about the way the sun hit the Alps that day, coupled with a miniature bottle of Schnapps, made me hurl my rule book out the window.

Something about the way the sun hit the Alps that day, coupled with a miniature bottle of Schnapps, made me hurl my rule book out the window.

Something about the way the sun hit the Alps that day, coupled with a miniature bottle of Schnapps, made me hurl my rule book out the window.

As a moody, classical-music obsessed, pimple-ridden dork, leaving the outer suburbs was the equivalent of winning the lottery.