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The Land Downunder

Well I've been back in Australia for 4 weeks pretty much visiting friends eating sleeping.  I have two weeks left in lovely Australia before my journey to Argentina. I tell you that I'm actually looking forward to studying and excited about who I'm going to meet on my travels after I finish. And I'm also scared and somewhat freaked about doing this on my own...though I always do that before I leave.


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