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.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Lake Wanaka, courtesy of Peter
I camped in-between the poplar trees here ... Pippa and I escaped from university life, filling my funny little car with the important things like the tent, the coffee maker, sleeping bags, warm pyjamas, freshly ground-coffee and the wine before starting out on the 2-3 hour drive from Dunedin.
It was grand.
See the lake edge ... and straight ahead, the view was of stunning mountains.
Mmmm, so this wasn't the wisest post when prone to ahomesickness but it was a truly grand memory.
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