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.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Viewed from my desk ...
We just had a TNT plane flying over and over us here in the city.
At one point it seemed to line up the runway and then roared off up into the sky.
Perhaps the pilot had seen the Wellington airport youtube and decided he too could entertain a Belgian-based kiwi ... then again, probably not.
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Guess he had been listening too much to Antwerpenaren bragging about their village and thought he could land on the airstrip. Poor sucker! :P
4 comments:
Guess he had been listening too much to Antwerpenaren bragging about their village and thought he could land on the airstrip. Poor sucker! :P
Maybe he was lost in this huge country of yours, Meneer Manic ;)
On wrong turn and your abroad. Navigating in this huge country is hard ;)
Laughter from Antwerpen ... study well :)
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