So this is what Paul does now to keep himself busy....?HI all, What I lack in interesting information and new adventures I have made up for in photos.. I have lots on this blog.
Our time with Seth and Jill is quickly drawing to a close. Jill is preparing, physically and mentally for the long flight home. Seth is a much busier fella after three weeks with the MacCoubrey Mason Clan. He is now very mobile and vocal - or at leasts likes to practice his perfected crawl and his vocal cords now. He does get lots of attention when he does so... Jill and Seth leave on Friday morning and arrive in Whitehorse Friday afternoon - The miracle of the international date line.
We did a road trip to Rotorua - the thermally active area near here - that place that "stinks like stink" says Kate. Really it smells like rotten eggs. It was a safer alternative to the beach, which was under a Tsunami watch.
We toured the local museum - Seth bailed.
Mira on the viewing platform of the museum, formally a victorian bath house.
The croquet grounds, beside the Boules playing area, in front of the lawn bowling by the Rotorua Museum, formerly the Bath House.
On Saturday, we went to the Hamilton Wine and Food Festival. It was great fun. The kids saw a production of the Beauty and the Beast with a Kiwi twist. It had an ugly sister who was played by a man. Kate said that she looked like a man, had a beard like a man, was a big as a man and talked like a man but wore a dress and had grapefruits under her dress. You can't pull one over on her!
We got to taste some great wine. The jazz was nice on the ears as well. The weather was fabulous with not a cloud in the sky. It was however very hot so we joined the other Kiwi kids in the fountain pool in the American Gardens. When in Rome... Kate took it a step farther and well, security kicked us out. Not until we got cooled off though.
Another highlight of this week... Seth got his first haircut compliments of his mom.
So we don't have much adventure to report here in NZ. I do manage to drag myself out for run most days.
When I do, I get a chance to see some of the New Zealand 'wildlife'. On one run, I heroically saved a young hedgehog from a certain death on the road. They may be cute but they really aren't very bright. I coaxed him away from the pavement toward a pasture. He walked very slowly towards the pasture and walked straight into the fence post. He hit it with his nose and stopped and looked up as if asking "now who put that there?" before continuing on his way.
Another time, I saw a wee shetland pony being taken out for a stroll along the roadside. They are quite comical, almost embarrassing in this country full of thoroughbred horses everywhere one looks.
This past week, Paul and I went out for a run together. Part way through the run, I used the time honored tradition of 'stopping for a stretch' as an excuse to stop for a rest - the man was killing me. I used the fence to support my stretch (read: hold me up!) when.. well now is a good time to watch the video below.
I did indeed get zapped! Later when I told Mira, she looked at me with concern and asked if Papa was worried when I did it? Ya, he was worried but only about peeing his pants - he was doubled over in laughter. So goes our adventures. Got some Kiwi in ya?
We enjoyed watching the Gold Medal game over with Ray and Connor. That was so thrilling to see the win in overtime and even the Kiwis on the sports shows got caught up in the excitement. Ya Canada!
Cheers mates, sharon
