My bags are ready. The taxi will pick me up at 1am. Horrible time to fly 3.30 in the morning.. night I should say! I will not be able to sleep before the flight and I doubt whether I will be able to sleep in the plane. This means: I'll be dead tomorrow! But that's ok. I'll sleep for some hours in the morning before meeting with my friend Ingrid in Amsterdam. We might even go for a few hours to the sauna. That should bring me back to life! I must be rested on Saturday. Because then it is Charlotte's birthday. I will do some shopping and help her prepare the party. I must feel good (and look) good! Charlotte will be 20. Amazing how time goes by... I am very happy I will be there to celebrate with her and all her friends. Next week will also be my last week at Hunkemoller. Feels strange....




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