here, there, everywhere
writing an explanation of placental separation on an exam, drenched from hair to jeans in NZ spring rain
scrubbing my floors
throwing beer cans at a theatre in Wellington
wandering blindly through a cave of glow worms
dipping in the cold Pacific
driving 200km in 8 hours along NZ’s Eastern Cape (read: winding, hilly, animal herds)
reading picture books in German to small children who appeared in my bed (pre 8 am)
dipping in the warm Pacific
watching the sunset on the beach under a palm tree whilst eating shaved ice & coconut
explaining Midwifery to every random person who sat beside me in airplanes/ports all over the world (THEY ASKED!)
eating a bagel from Tim Hortons whilst driving down the 401 (quintessential)
curling up with my mama & the dog & lentil soup in front of a woodstove
as they would say in The Idiots (read:obscure film reference) - Quite. A. Lot.
No wonder my head’s twirling.
And I’m having a nap.
pictures & stories to come
November 22nd, 2006 at 8:02 pm
Did the story books involve tiger-ente and bar?
Welcome back.
k
*who just finished the goose opera German story book with her oldest monster.
November 23rd, 2006 at 12:00 am
you know, I only have a vague recollection that it involved a bus. . . my brain is not quite alive yet at that time in the morning
and thanks, nice to be back!
November 23rd, 2006 at 12:16 am
The authors name is Janosh… and I LOVE his stories. But then again, my german is so poor, I can only manage the kids books now…
Their is one where bar (bear) and tiger-ente (tiger striped duck) go on the bus for an adventure. Quite like that one too. Then again if I was acosted by children in my bed early in the morning to read German stories… oh wait, I do. Never mind.
k
November 23rd, 2006 at 1:49 pm
fabulous to hear an update!
November 23rd, 2006 at 8:31 pm
Welcome back to this side of the world.
November 26th, 2006 at 12:06 am
M Are you back in Canada?!?!?!?
I miss you lady!!!!!
December 2nd, 2006 at 8:13 pm
it was great to be apart of the bagel biting on your way back home