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Back to ?Reality - Leaving NZ

It's amazing how soon things become just a memory and you're so firmly back in place you wonder if any of it was real!  It was hard coming back from New Zealand - hard to leave family not knowing how long it might be before I can see them again - hard to come back to the daily grind after such a wonderful, relaxing holiday.   One month of lazing about, eating wonderful food cooked by someone else, sitting in the garden, walking, browsing the shops,  doing ordinary stuff and talking to my daughter and grandchildren.  Two long flights - the first about 10.5 hours, the second 13.5 with a lot of hanging about in Singapore in between, really took their toll, especially when you're feeling down. But I'm left with some wonderful memories.  New Zealand skies are some of the most amazing I've ever seen anywhere in the world.  Here's one of them:

And the scenery is so wild and wonderful. You can walk for hours and not see anyone.

And I'll miss the recycling culture!…

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