A slow start by bowling down to the local coffee joint and having a yarn with Neil.
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Day 6 – Ocean travellers
A conversation with the coffee bloke over the road gives us the idea to see the arrival of a major ocean going vaka coming back from restoration in NZ.
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We’ve had a few days now and have hit a groove. Alissa had the idea of bringing the bikes as a way of getting around to save the expense of renting a car for all of us.
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The only good idea I’ve had for a book is “Sun Tzu and the Art of Parenting” in which I demonstrate that raising children should be treated in the same manner as fighting a great war [Read more…] about Day 4 – Tour de Raro
Day 3 – Rain, rain go away
The roosters crow early and constantly. It genuinely seems entirely unnecessary and I feel a letter to the local MP should be drafted. We begin the day with a long eye on fried chicken for dinner.
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Tom is feeling excited to wake up early, Alissa is not so I bravely take the bullet and get Tom out of bed at 6am. [Read more…] about Day 2 – Vaguely human
Day 1 – We’ve arrived (and we’re tired)
Ground hog day. Thanks to us traveling from a GMT+12 zone to a GMT-10 over the international dateline we get a do-over day for Saturday. This time in a 25-degree tropical island rather than a sleety 10 degree Tauranga.
And we’re off
There’s a general deep-seated anxiety that goes with being a cog in a family which is never organised. It’s kind of a sick, lump of a feeling that sits low in your stomach, down on your hips like a continuous toxic anxious pregnancy. Unfortunately, despite all attempts, this is incurable. Our family is a rolling shambles. But it’s our family and it always kind of pans out. [Read more…] about And we’re off