I'm going to do some writing tonight, which should be good. I created this whole new scene for Breathing Space, and then driving back from the Hutt this afternoon (I dropped Christy out to some friends) I redesigned the whole scene and now I have to retype it! But that's really fun for me, so I can't complain.
I have to admit I can still be a screechy fangirl whenever one of my favourite authors writes back to me *g* so yeah, I can admit it, I love Nick *g* and I hope he doesn't fall off the mountain over Easter.
A friend replied to my phone message this evening while I was out, and that confirms another leg of the Road Trip. Rotorua, here we come. It's a fascinating town, often reeking of sulphur and thermal activity, packed with Maori people, history, the most extraordinary lakes and bush, and some good activities for tourists as well. So we'll go:
(north) Wellington to Hurleyville in South Taranaki (visit my friend on the farm, the school has 20 children)
(south) Wanganui to sleep
(north east) Inland to Raetihi and the back of Mt Ruapehu, Ngauruhoe and Tongariro to Taumaranui (can't quite get them to confirm our accommodation there!)to sleep
(north) on to Upper Atiamuri (and here I was tempted to go up to Putaruru and over the Kaimais)
But no, we'll go north east across to Rotorua - see our friends there-
then the back way north west to Tauranga via Oropi - they've finally sealed that whole road now.
Should be fun, and we'll leave Tuesday, arrive late on Thursday. I ought to be able to update from the big T. You'll hardly know I've gone. And Viv will be away splurkenzeedeutsch...
And what did we have for dinner on this Last Supper night? Did we have a meaningful Passover Pesach meal with lamb chops and bitter herbs and unleavened bread? No, we were shallow and had pizza...