Off the Grid For Almost a Week…
I’m making sacrifices to the travel gods this evening that I catch my connector in L.A., else I’m noodles.
I haven’t seen my sister and her brood in quite some time, so I reckoned why not punctuate a lengthy period of absence by walking her down the "aisle" a continent or so away?
I use the term "aisle" loosely as it’s really likely something akin to an oceanic garden path. You see, she’s getting hitched on one of New Zealand’s beautiful north island iron-based black sand beaches. You may have seen the cheap imitations in Hawaii (they’re ground fresh for the tourists daily, )but It’s been far too long since I’ve curled my toes in the onyx bits of old earth.
I grew up in New Zealand and I haven’t been back for any reasonable visit in more than 10 years except for the occasional stop-over on the way to the Rock (Australia.)
So, I’ll likely be off the air until next Tuesday because I’ll be reconnecting with my family, my adopted Maori roots, and my favorite Kiwi beer. When I come back, I’ll likely be speaking funny. I’m sure you’ll understand.
For some reason, I’m guessing the world will go on without me.
I just hope Mogull doesn’t try an subvert my sprinkler system. That probably came out wrong on SO many fronts…but I don’t have time to explain…