The kids went to school today. They looked great in their uniforms and Lucy and I walked them close to the school bus stop. We did not quite go all the way—not cool, very uncool for the M&P to walk the kiddos to the stop. We said our goodbyes at the corner and beat it before the bus arrived. The clustered Waiheke High and primary school students had grown to a large flock. All in uniform, so we knew the kids were in the right place.
Today the beach bus stop was crowded, but the ferry was not. Several folks took luggage on the bus. Perhaps with school holidays over they must return home. Alternatively, it is just the normal variation in bus/ferry traffic. Nothing has become normal yet. I am sure it will.
We have been here for 20 days and it seems like months. It is amazing how we go into autopilot when we are doing our day-to-day thing. The routine drive to work, the walk from car to office is all so similar that our brains stop recording in. Therefore, a year shoots by and we wonder where it has gone. Do something new and our brains get busy remembering the new patterns. My hypothesis anyway, perhaps it is a corollary to Harris Carter’s time-compression hypothesis. That is, the years seem to go faster as we age because we add a decreasing percentage to our life-experience. Therefore, a good trip is the thing to jolt our brain and stretch time out again.
Today is Lucy’s first day without us. Poor dear, how will she cope? She got a book, Birds of New Zealand, at the Border’s CBD Auckland. She will have a lot to do on this nice, sunny, semi-warm day. I wager she will jog along the beach and then tramp about the bird sanctuaries.
Maybe she will post some photos.
P.S. The bird book is easy to carry and each bird gets its own page. Another example showing the island’s size.
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