So, 24 hours later...

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Sausage fingers have struck.

I've just spent the best part of an hour typing up a blog, for me to hit the wrong button and lose it all.

So to sum up;

Arrive ontime and in comfort.

Queued beside Donna D'errico at immigration.

Picked up our Jeep Cherokee.

Picked up 12 Miller High Lifes.

Drunk 12 Miller High Lifes.

The fun begins tomorrow.

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