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Doing this to support my kids....
... first thing he asked was "Did you see her then?"
We didn't listen to the conversations of their exploits because all of a sudden it made sense and seemed a little less seedy, but seedy all the same. For some reason, it just seemed funny now.
The two men, both Australians shared the room. They are in New York together. For whatever reason - maybe because they are on holiday, maybe just because (they are Australians after all) - they decided it would be funny/enjoyable to ...
Thoughts of Home
... not being in Christchurch with the big tree in the corner of the living room, sneaking mum’s amazing Christmas cake, wrapping presents and finishing Christmas shopping….One thing I feared coming to New York was what would happen in New Zealand when I was gone. New Zealand has been through a lot in the last year, too much in fact. I had every single one of my fingers and toes ...
The final countdown!!!! NYC
... Andy and I shopped very well but the girls purchased 1 item each!! So after a great day of shopping for the boys and with a lot of money spent we made our way back to NYC.
We organized meeting everyone out for dinner tonight as it was our last night of our trip; quite strange but ready to hit reality again!!! A great friend of mine Dave met me in Andy’s place. I haven’t seen him in 2.5 years and he just ...
Last full day
... hotel, and had dinner along the way back from the last station. An omelette, which isnt a grand celebration for our last proper meal in USA.
Martin's Mass and Met moment:
I thought I would take in Mass at St.Patrick's Cathedral but our journey up on the metro became so disjointed as a result of diversions and track changes that I arrived about 20 mins late for the Archbishop's mass.That only left 1 hour 25 mins!As you can imagine it was absolutely packed - one of 6 masses ...
Down at the New Amsterdam
... provided a marvellous insight into the world of disability, an insight I hoped to retain, rather than forget.
We landed in Amsterdam, the city drowning under grey skies and heavy rain, but from the porthole window I could see sunlight shining on distant green field, illuminating the curtains of rain like ghosts drifting down from the clouds. We swooped over the Ajax Arena and some other buildings I recognise from my last trip here during my angsty teenage years. It ...

