An old pommie guy once said that all of life is a stage, and we are but players. It’s Saturday, I think. We boarded the boat yesterday in Catalonia and now we’re in France. I call it a boat, but when you’re seventeen stories high and weigh a hundred and fifty thousand tonnes you probably get to be called a ship.
They say that men are from Mars and women are from Visa. Maybe true, maybe not. I prefer to think that we just look at two sides of the same coin.
We’ve arrived safely in Zurich. For the first time ever, following recent events, the flight from southeast Asia to Europe was the one that almost had us concerned. We admit we are both a little relieved when wheels hit tarmac, even if it’s too foggy to confirm we are even in the country that we’re supposed to be.
We love talking with cab drivers. They are part of the fabric of most big cities, and generally have their fingers on the pulse of society.
It’s our first morning on the go. We wake up to that familiar yet undefinable smell of Asia, and look out at the palm trees and rain forest nearby. Let’s go get breakfast. Wham! Oh yeah, we forgot that it’s hot – all the time.
In a famous book series a guy named Ford Prefect advises you never go into space without a towel. Well we’re starting on our NRA (Nanette Retirement Adventure) and I’ve followed the sage advice of my friend J and packed a stapler.
I have three challenges to complete today – a trip to Costco, rearrange the furniture in a couple of rooms, and hold Mackenzie for three minutes while Kirsty eats dinner.
You probably know that Kirsty, Kai and Mackenzie have been visiting for the past few weeks. You may also know Nanette and I do the odd plane flight. So …… how much of a challenge would it be to travel back with them? Oh, and I won’t take Nanette as backup because that would be cheating.
David is sitting in a coffee shop listening to Kirsty and a couple of her friends talking girl talk. He is also feeling good. No, this is not a fantasy story or a window into a parallel universe – we have tickets to the hockey game tonight
I get all the really important jobs. It’s Saturday and Baby XX has decided it’s time to come and see what all the fuss is about.
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