Travel Blogs from Palmerston North
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Today is my 39th birthday, but we are not having any special celebration, we will wait getting home and celebrating with our dalmatians...
The day is much more sunny than yesterday, and if we were not so tired and had more time, we would attempt the crossing again, although for sure, weather conditions up the craters should be pretty much the …
... work out the problems of the world. The latter needs more time than we had. We'll see them again on Sunday morning at the Sanson Sunday market.
1 March: Happy Birthday, Kevin. We are so glad you are in our family. Today was for sleeping late, laundry, catching up on my journal and blog, and the all important "will all our stuff fit within the airline weight requirement". We have packed and unpacked and repacked, and I think we ...
... plenty of great scenery in the vicinity. Massey University is a long walk out of town, over the river, and set it glorious grounds which seemed to befit an agricultural university. Though agriculture is about growing and rearing things rather than fabulous parks but, you know, poetic licence. On Sunday evening I walked down Fitzherbert Street, passing motel after motel, so many that it seemed the town would never be short of a room to stay in even if every occupant had a guest ...
... by its tail, trying to keep their dog Jackson from getting to it. Then we brought it inside and laid it down on some newspaper, whereby Claire began pulling its hair out. She explained to me that the hair is actually quite valuable. Again, I had to shake off my suburban fears and get to pulling too, right? So I did, and now I can officially say that I've plucked a brushtail possum.
It gets worse. Because I was now a dead ...