Happy New Year. Happy New Year. We are tired and smell like wine. Its 9.46am and I have not slept. We met heaps of randoms and somehow we took like 30 photos each. Hope you all had a good time and did not get rained on. Post comments with what you got up to. Off to Naples I think.
Al learned not to stop Italians fighting because one of them will pick you up and throw you and you will land on your kidney and it hurts. That'll teach him. Have a nice day.
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Hey!
Happy New Years too!
I got your postcard (addressed to my sister, thanks) and was very excited to get mail all the way from Slovakia.
I've been reading all your posts with much amusement - wish I could be there. But I'm off to Samoa in two days... sun, beaches, rainforest! So at least I'll have a tan.
By the way, when are you moving into the flat Al?
Keep having a (drunken) blast.
:) Kate
PS. Buy me a present and I'll buy you one from Samoa :P
The postcard was to your sister, not you. Stop reading other people's mail. Is this how it's going to be in the flat, you always reading our mail?
Have fun in Samoa. I could buy you some counterfeit stuff somewhere probably but space is highly limited...
I think I'll go down the day after the Wellington BBQ... When is that?
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