I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
In celebration of the most progress I've made as an immigrant in 6 months, I have poured a small glass of red wine and opened the Brie that Debbie and I didn't finish ... if I wasn't alone, I would share.