Happy, happy, happy New Year!

Back home, back to our dried out Oz, burnt out grass, gum trees, heat and high blue skies. House seemed so empty and quiet after our kind hosts' hussle and bussle. We'll miss them all.

It is lovely and hot. we are unpacking, sorting everything out, sipping sparkling shiraz, eating nice home-made pizza with Polish sausage. Resolutions aren't starting until tomorrow. Life's good, even though I had only 2 hours sleep. And talking of sleep - nothing better than own bed.

Backblipped yesterday's New Year's Eve.

My New Zealand adventure begins here.