Finally a chance to relax a bit. I’ve been in New Zealand a week, it feels like a month, and it’s been more than wonderful. This pup, Kay, belongs to my host and handler, Richard, and vies for the Best Dog I Have Ever Met. If I had a larger suitcase…
But woah is the blogging. My ds106radio friend and current host this weekend, Nigel Robertson, always refer to tweeting to use from the Future, given New Zealand’s proximity to the International Date line. I am composing this on a Saturday, most of you are stuck in Friday. Yet, like the FutureLearn Hadrian’s Wall MOOC I signed up for and yet to show up to– I AM BEHIND. IN the thing that matters, that I have been extolling all this week.
My blog narrative. But who likes blogging about not blogging?
The arrival into Auckland was smooth, the line at customs had maybe 3 people, and the questions were simple. Arriving at 5:30 AM, Richard was there as expected, chipper, and ready to tote me to his home for the first day. I felt little travel fatigue after having slept maybe 7 or 8 of the 13 hours in flight. But I was definitely feeling the lingering cough I had already been battling for 5 days.
It was a lovely day, we did a short walk on Milford Beach, and I got again some photos of my friend, Rangitoto Volcano.
Sunday we took a trip to Hobsonville Point, what was once an aircraft base and now is being turned into a residential community. The Farmers market was full of local stuff, and I tried everything except the beets
Sunday afternoon Richard drove me to Hamilton, and left me in the hands of Nigel Robertson, who’s home I would occupy a few days (and this weekend too). We had a few crucial stops on the way home, one of liquid items, and we ended up getting a taster of beers from Tuatara Brewery (I am disappointed Lana, you did not show up at my presentation at Waikato)
We had a gathering that night for dinner with Stephen Harlow and his family, and Tracey Morgan, a twitter/ds106 radio contact I can now check of as having met in person. She’s awesome.
Nigel and his wife Anne did get me out for a walk to lovely Hamilton Gardens, a place that has a nicely organized series of gardens from different cultures. And lots of flowers.
This was the set up for the next week, which involved doing 2 or 3 presentations/workshops each day. Each night would be a late night scramble to prepare for the next.
Heading into the week, the cough was still lingering; the voice a bit rough. But the show goes on.
Kia Ora, New Zealand.
The post "Even in the Future, I Find Myself Behind" was originally scraped from the bottom of the pickel barrel at CogDogBlog (http://cogdogblog.com/2014/10/future-i-find-myself-behind/) on October 3, 2014.