New Zealand Sabbatical

We finished our cruise only to have Dianne contract a mild case of Covid. This mirrors our first trip to NZ a year ago when we both caught it flying over. This time I stayed healthy and Dianne has fully recovered. She played tennis today with the town team and represented herself well among her Darfieldian teammates. I watched for a while and then walked home where I found this ice cream truck on our street and treated myself to a dip cone before it drove off playing the typical music you might expect from such a business.

This next picture is silly in 2 respects. The funny hat is our token reward for our participation in the local bar’s weekly trivia night. We will turn it back in next week and receive a round of drinks as our prize. If you look very closely, you will spot the othe silly item-the chin hair I am cultivating over Dianne’s objection. Something tells me she will have the final call on shaving it.

I worked this week and have already seen a few patients I remember from my previous work assignment. Most are around my age with stories to tell. They are interspersed with the many strep throats that are so prevalent here now.