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Good morning to you, I am only at my first cup of coffee but ready for a refill. It's nice to be able to drive and I really miss it these days. Enjoy your weekend....Eva
Sorry to hear you're having such an awful journey to Romania my friend, what with the cancellations and delays. How nice that you still have your first car! I passed my driving test when I was 17, some almost 50 years ago! Eeek! I used to hare around in a little bright red Mini (the original 60's one!).
That's awesome that you are driving your first car! You will never forget it, quiet little streets are where I like to drive most. The highways and xways are great if time if of concern, but otherwise, I like traveling the back roads.
Dearest Claudia,
Oh, you must miss her (Hope "her" is ok, haha). My husband still reminiscently keep his first car in mind. Haha, I don't have a license because I know I am not a person for driving. (really careless). I wish I had(*^_^*)
Love you always from Japan, xoxo Miyako*
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