Things will be a little quiet around here for a few days. I’m going to a party. In New Zealand. By myself.
I’m leaving today, which is a very good thing: today’s high temperature in Adelaide is predicted to be 43 degrees. In Wellington, it will be 17 degrees. I prefer the latter. (Temperature predictions from BoM and the Met Service respectively.)
It’s a flying visit home – into Wellington late Thursday evening, staying with my beloved uncle, lunch with a friend and dinner with my parents, party on Saturday, up to Auckland on Sunday where I am seeing two friends, one of whom I haven’t seen for about six years, and then back to Adelaide and my lovely girls and my lovely partner on Monday.
All that way, for such a short visit…
The party is to celebrate my aunty’s 80th birthday. We lost two people from that generation last year, and I wasn’t able to get home for the funerals. When my mum told me that a family party was being planned, I thought that I should try to get there if it was at all possible.
Ka kite ano!