Neuseelandtagebuch
Another December. All’s well that ends well. But before this year can be over, I have to start a new job, go on holiday, and such and such.
Where I continue my tour of major cities around the globe. Life imitates art, and some people have no sense of humour. It’s not a good time to buy a house. Nor to sell an apple.
The Dalai Lama, Trent Reznor and I. Identity and Responsibility. And some other stuff.
I reflect upon 10 years as an expat and we embark on a trip to the South Island's West Coast and Otago lakes. There's heaps on in Wellington too but the bestest greatest and most wonderful thing of all is that it's really and truly summer, finally, thank god, summer.