Wednesday, 23 April 2008

At Arlanda

when I left December 3rd 2007, I noticed that my passport was falling apart. I didn't say anything cause I didn't want to jinx it. I told Lotta on ur way back to Stockholm. What happened? At Arlanda, the woman at customs told me that my passport was falling apart and that I had to get a new one before travelling next time. So I did.

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