Tracey had taken the best photographs i have ever seen. I include galleries and art students in that. Seriously the best. In the right hands she would be a millionaire....
... but probably quite stressed out too.
From Tracey's we went lots more places. Because now I'm in China.
In between Tracey's house and China is lots of other strange people. Including Pam and Paddy, who we stayed with at their place in NZ. Paddy kept saying, "how about that," and "how's that sound." Also he had a pig slaughtered and gave Lucia and i two chops. That was the day our wedding venue changed dramatically and we were in the middle of nowhere. All worked out though.
As i saw when i went to London. In London there's a few great sights. There's Rob and Yusanne. It was rob's birthday which made it all the better. And Yusanne is going to cook up a storm at out wedding. She's a scientist too, which i appreciate deeply. Science is much like cooking. We investigated the venue
Northern Ireland is in between London and China too. Our family upgraded our TV and our cat. We got a puppy. Every boy's dream. We still have the cat and the old TV.
Then i came here.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Around the South Island in Eight (easy) Days
Hitchiking.
Douglas Adams wrote a book called The Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy. Pretty funny. Real hitchhiking, pretty funny too.
It was so good to be on the road again. Aside from spits and spats across the globe i hadn't done any hitchiking proper since last Easter when myself, the lovely Hwai-Jiin (from Singapore) and the wonderful Anna (who i just travelled with) set off for a week of faith on $30NZ. I wrote about it one time, check it out. This time we had a bit more money and a bit more vision. Oh and signs....this time we made signs.
We headed South. Lucia has a friend who has a Batch in Wanaka. A Batch is like a holiday home and Wanaka is a like a town. We made it as far as Tracey's house. Tracey picked us up in Twizel (great for a town, my Mum used to call me Twizel, because my hair stuck up in all different directions. The causal relationship between the hair and the name never became apparent to me.) To be continued....
Douglas Adams wrote a book called The Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy. Pretty funny. Real hitchhiking, pretty funny too.
It was so good to be on the road again. Aside from spits and spats across the globe i hadn't done any hitchiking proper since last Easter when myself, the lovely Hwai-Jiin (from Singapore) and the wonderful Anna (who i just travelled with) set off for a week of faith on $30NZ. I wrote about it one time, check it out. This time we had a bit more money and a bit more vision. Oh and signs....this time we made signs.
We headed South. Lucia has a friend who has a Batch in Wanaka. A Batch is like a holiday home and Wanaka is a like a town. We made it as far as Tracey's house. Tracey picked us up in Twizel (great for a town, my Mum used to call me Twizel, because my hair stuck up in all different directions. The causal relationship between the hair and the name never became apparent to me.) To be continued....
Friday, February 03, 2006
home?
Being back in New Zealand is like coming home. Partially because there are a lot of Irish people and a lot of sheep, but mostly because this was home for me for three months. The YWAM base smells the same. And lots of the people are the same, if a little new and improved by their world travels.
It's odd that a wooden house in a village in New Zealand could feel like home to me and a host of Americans. It's good, though, amazing even. (It's almost as if God exists, invites us all to be his children, people from all over the world and unites us with bonds that are as strong and sometimes stronger than family ties.)
www.ywamoxford.com
Had ice cream today at the ice cream shop, spent some time in the tree house and in the hammock. Walked up to the look out. Everywhere is a hundred good memories. It's even better now though, because Lucia can see it all too.
It's odd that a wooden house in a village in New Zealand could feel like home to me and a host of Americans. It's good, though, amazing even. (It's almost as if God exists, invites us all to be his children, people from all over the world and unites us with bonds that are as strong and sometimes stronger than family ties.)
www.ywamoxford.com
Had ice cream today at the ice cream shop, spent some time in the tree house and in the hammock. Walked up to the look out. Everywhere is a hundred good memories. It's even better now though, because Lucia can see it all too.
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