Sick day. Buster Keaton rules.

I now have two rooms coming available soon. Know anyone who needs a place to live?

World, I am home. I can report that cycling to Akaroa and back makes you quite tired.

Pleasant evening at the pub with Germans, but time to go home now. Hoping for nothing on my bicycle to explode today.

Am now ensconced in a Backpackers’, showered and feeling tired but really rather awesome. Food soon.

That was rather more of a mission than I expected, what with the hills and the rain and the multiple roadside repairs. But we made it.

Halswell! City of Stopping to Stretch Muscles!

Waiting for Gold to arrive on his crazy recumbitron. Fascinated by this podcast on the origins of stew. I did not know it began in Japan.

Today I cycle to Akaroa with Gold. I’m not sure what we’ll do when we get there, but Akaroa is for going to more than being in.

It seems I’m on the committee to form a National Interfaith Council. Constitutional suggestions welcome.