I forgot to brush my hair today. I dreamed last night that my first husband approached me about getting back together. Do you realize it’s been 30 years since our family broke? He’d parted with his current wife and wanted me back. Hah. Still, it was a bittersweet dream. At sunrise, a line of sheep went marching across the adjacent meadow, a brilliant streak of morning light along each back and clouds of steam puffing […]
Read moreMonth: July 2013
Bus to Boat to Bus to Boat and Back
Hi, Katie Jo Bob. Look at the back of the bus we rode on today. It has kiwis all over it. On today’s agenda: a visit to Fiordlands National Park, which contains more than three million acres here in the very southwest of New Zealand. Its gets more rain than most other sea level places in the world, up to 5,290 millimeters per year according to one source, and 8,000-plus according to another. I will […]
Read moreRighty-Loosey, Lefty-Tighty
… Remember that when you lock a New Zealand door. It’s true about half the time. Seí±or Requado (Snore) was worse last night than the night before. And he sleeps forever: 8 pm to 8 am. If he says anything to me this morning about our laughing in my room at 9:30 last night, I will lose it. I will do a Maori “I will eat you” haka and bulge my eyes, pound my chest […]
Read moreToes-ly Clyde
The only problem with Butterfli Lodge is that the walls are thin and the beds hard. Next door, a man I presume to be large snored robustly and juicily from before I went to bed until after I gave up and got up. Thus, there was a 6:30 a.m. shower for me, when all was dark and still. (I dreamed last night Tim McGovern said I smelled bad; this was after I’d broken into his […]
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