FLYING ALONE
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Ongoing17m
Last published Sun, Jun 18, 2017
This is my own experience.. My first ever experience to fly alone all by myself!
I have always wanted something sportive and adventurous experience.
Hmm.. Flying alone.. the one who is flying alone was not worried as much as how her parents and relatives were!
On 25th of April I had a flight to #Jeddah, KSA .ALL ALONE!
For me this thing was just beyond any cool adventure I have ever done. But everyone were like.. What? Mehwish flying alone?
They were dumbstruck! And I was least worried!
And my rejoinders to them.. "yeah! What's the big deal?
"Ohh woww! Me traveling alone? Amazingly amazing! Just luv it!"
Just check out what I had gone through till my check in.. out there in another country from India!
I hope u guys enjoy it!
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