A trip from the top of Alaska to the bottom of Argentina. Why? Because we can.
Thursday, 6 September 2012
Shirley and I had a wonderful dinner last night with our Ulysses friends, organised by Colleen Furneaux. Most of them confessed to reading my blog and at the conclusion of each reading, pronouncing me to be "a bastard." As those of you familiar with Kiwi culture will know, tobe called a bastard by your friends is the highest accolade possible. I am truly honoured. :-)