THERE ARE FACES I REMEMBER IN MY LIFE...




Me, Candice and Caitlin (daughters of Le-Anne and Norman), Le-Anne, and Anne (who, together with hubby Mike, make such an amiable couple). For the whole week, we went together almost everywhere... shopping, touring, from breakfast to dinner. When they drove off on Friday morning, it didn't feel quite the same anymore.




With Papa, of course. Wouldn't be anywhere without him.




Tom Muth, the craziest of the lot. If 'Mimic' isn't his middle name, I'd be very much surprised.




That's me with our bushwalk tour guide. 'Look at that tree! It's huge! What's it called?' 'A big tree.'




Me! Me! Me! hehe...




From Taiwan, that's William, and a colleague they teasingly call 'the dog,' with their swordsticks.




Tom, Papa and Mark. I'll never forget this about Mark. After the brewery tour, the whole group converged at the bar for beer tasting. So everyone went at it happily, having glass after glass of beer at 10 in the morning, quite a party really. At first, Mark was serving everyone. And then at one point, he saw some used and emptied glasses on a table and he just went ahead and picked them up and delivered them to the pantry. Oh, have I mentioned that Mark is Papa's boss's boss? How cool is it to work for a guy like that?




Have any idea yet how cold and windy it was out there?

What is it with these New Zealand skies? They seem to be calling out to me at every turn.

Almost the United Nations.