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GYPSY: (noun) One inclined to a nomadic, unconventional way of life. The first time I traveled alone I was 4. My mom pinned a note to my dress then put me on a plane from Atlanta to L.A. to visit my dad for the summer. That must have marked the beginning of my insatiable wanderlust because I can't seem to get enough of running away from home. In the mean time, I've spent my life between a career in the media and years in the hospitality industry. My independence has kept me single but that's a part of life when your first love is travel. I've been robbed in Australia and slept on a park bench in Amsterdam, but at the end of the day, I was on the road and that's where I'm most at home.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Gutted

ugh. well, England just lost to Portugal in overtime, penatly kicks and now I must watch for depressed/angry english boys on their stag nights. They were literally crying. I was in the Town Square trying to watch but I got hit on the side of the head with a soccer ball, and almost was douced with a full pint of Gambrinus, so I decided it best to run to Chateau, where I am loved and treated like a princess. All the barmen love me there, probably because I tip. Must run and meet Otto at some stage, he is leaving for his Gran's house in the country shortly and then meeting his mom in Croatia for 2 weeks. Ho, hum. Hard to lose my new BFF, but life on the road is hard. LATERS!

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