serendipity
It’s all happening. I’m going! I’m going to Antarctica!! ::unintelligible shrieks of joy and amazement:: Oh, wow. Wow, wow, and yes, wow. Life, at the moment, is so good that it hurts. So good, in...
View Articlethe last hurrah
I don’t really have time to do this past week justice. I’m not sure that it would be possible, in fact, to do it justice. It’s been that good. But if I don’t write it now, it will never get written,...
View Articleheaven
I rejoined civilization at 10pm yesterday, and all I have to say is this: YAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! It’s about 70 degrees F, the sun is out, I’m wearing a skirt and no shoes, and I just woke up from a nap in...
View Articlehome sweet boat
Several songs come to mind at this point… “…just spent six months in a leaky boat” “…we all live in a yellow submarine” My boat isn’t a submarine (though it is painted yellow), and whether it’s leaky...
View Articlea month later…
…I find my way out of the rain forest! Has it really been a month? Can I blame the delay in updates on my freezer-burned brain? Apologies, faithful readers. Writing, as of late, has felt more like...
View Articlehappy birthday to me!
For most of today, I have managed to forget that it’s that day. Kelli arrived at the crack of dawn and has stepped fearlessly into the role of Navigator / Parking Helper / Decisive Plan-Maker. Thank...
View Articlereturning to civilization after a long tramp in the bush
Today I have spoken more words than I have uttered in the last month. My throat is dry, my tongue and mouth are tired, but I am out of my head – I have rejoined humanity and am relearning the finer...
View Articlekelli, meet new zealand
“Kelli and Susan drove down state highway 47, looking out the windows at volcanoes and eating chocolates while listening to Flogging Molly,” Kelli narrated. “Fear and Loathing has nothing on us!” I...
View Articlethe last two weeks
There were volcanoes, killer whales, beaches, bars, picnics and mountains…and then we were back in Auckland. Kelli’s two weeks: hopelessly inadequate, but still a wonderful opportunity to share a place...
View Articlecountry roads, take me home
Graham, my one-time supervisor and long-time friend, shouts at me from across the hall where he’s having a Sunday-morning sleep-in. It’s early, around seven, and I’ll be on a plane in less than twelve...
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