One Thursday night in Sydney Sheryl and I went to a Starbucks(they have the best wifi) and each plugged an earbud into an ear and listened to the Civil War football game between those nasty ducks and our beloved Beavers. The delightful evening slowly turned gray, then black and when it was over I became violently ill. It started as a headache, turned to nausea and projectile vomiting which was followed by The Vapors, a touch of consumption and by midnight I think it was malaria complicated by creeping berri berri. By morning I had developed two ovarian cysts, speading ebola and a hernia.
But now we have made it to New Zealand and I seem to be on the mend. Good luck to the ducks in the Rose Bowl (I don't really mean it) and to the Beavs in Las Vegas.
New Zealand seems to have brought me back around and seeing Tyler and Meghan in their home in Levin seems to be doing the trick. What a fun young couple. Ty took us around to his school, we met his principal and vice principal who absolutely gushed about what a fine teacher he is and what magic he has brought to their Spanish progam. Meghan has been invited to all sorts of end of the year coffees, meetings etc. clearly painting a similar picture of success, they sure make us proud.
After a couple of nights with them we are back in Taranaki and visiting the Spencers, our great pottery/teacher friends from the 70's. Yeah, old friends are absolutely wonderful. We have talked on into the night for 3 nights , been tramping and just catching up. Its been WONDERFUL to be back in New Plymouth which will always be our other home.
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