Martinique

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We've been on something called a boat for 5 days now. When we landed in Martinique, a wave of heat descended upon me. I was sweltering in my long onesie. They were all talking the language Mummy sometimes speaks to me. I think it's called French. Mummy did most of the talking. We all hopped into a big box on wheels - much bigger than the car in San Francisco - and moments later we were walking ... Read Full Entry

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