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She's Got Her Ticket......

I've got my ticket....it's a one-way flight to Indonesia!!!

As of the 26th of September I will be working as a teacher and development program trainer at a school on the island of Pulau Batam, Indonesia.

Adventure awaits.

She's Got Her Ticket --Tracy Chapman

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  1. Wowzers!
    Let me know when is good for ou this week.
    Big celebrations are underfoot! xxx

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  2. We are excited for you too and more celebrations when you are over in September.. I think champagne is called for - don't you? xx

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  3. Natalie I am free - can't eat or drink with you but I'm free. I must see you before you leave! xxx

    And yes Karen, I definitely think champagne is called for! :)

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