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    Christmas From The Window Seat

    It had been twenty five hours since she last slept. Two days since she last showered. Her change of clothes were somewhere in transit. (She was praying that they make their way home – even with this unexpected, extended slumber party at Gate 32E.) “It’s Christmas. It’s Christmas and I’m here. In the middle of nowhere… on a layover,” she thought to herself. No sign of holly jolly Santa Clause. Not an inkling of holiday cheer. No stockings by the…

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    A Special Birthday

    Since I first started to explore this huge world of ours, amazing things started happening naturally in my life which I could never have imagined before I became a traveller! I left home alone…