…the bus is loaded, the passports are collected. We leave tommorow at 5am. I’m tired, I’m going home to bed.
Next time I write, we’re in Belize. (but check back, because I’m twittering away the boredom starting at 5am in the morning)
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…the bus is loaded, the passports are collected. We leave tommorow at 5am. I’m tired, I’m going home to bed.
Next time I write, we’re in Belize. (but check back, because I’m twittering away the boredom starting at 5am in the morning)
Happy Father’s Day Daddy!!!!!!!!