We're now encamped on the outskirts of Auckland, on - sorry about this - the hottest day of the year. But we have a great shady spot to recover from the shock of Norwich's home defeat to Bristol City (not to mention the cricket).
We loved the Coromandel, even on our short visit. I'd been trying the find the right word to describe the water, and Barb came up with it: iridescent. Definitely.
It's Sunday of Waitangi weekend here, a holiday to commemorate the treaty between the settlers and native Maori (although the treaty itself continues to be controversial). It's the equivalent of our August Bank Holiday in terms of activity, so we tried to beat the main rush back to Auckland.
After the boat trip, yesterday was laundry day. I wonder if the laundry mix reflects our evolving state of mind along this journey. Early on, we were washing smart casual shirts and long trousers. Now it's teeshirts and shorts - a clear relaxation of something.
Contrary to some of your comments, I haven't yet become a trucker, redneck or Maori warrier. But maybe a touch in that direction.
A thought for the day (especially endorsed by Steve): "Democracy has to be something more than two wolves and a sheep deciding what to have for dinner"
Glad you didn't mention the cricket, but sorry about Norwich. And from experience, now you have experienced one amazing sunset, they will follow you around. We seem to be incredibly lucky with them, but never blase as they never cease to thrill me.
ReplyDeleteHave e mailed you a City update after yesterday's match, Stew. Although we lost, Carl Cort's performance up front gave me reason to be optimistic. At last there was some clear focus to our attacking play.
ReplyDeleteSpoke to your mum this morning who is in fine spirits, enjoying your blog as ever. She and Kieron both send their love. Have a good week!