Wednesday 1st August. My "stay at home and grow old gracefully" challenged parents have just advised their intent to inflict themselves on the unsuspecting country of India (once again). Note to self.. check with Indian High Commission in Wellington to see if India has recovered yet from previous 2005 Rhodes visit..
After a particularly torrid morning of the usual doing battle with Bill Gates, and in the process very quickly loosing my sanity I took the rather out of character step of volunteering to accompany my “Olds” on their latest venture into un-chartered territories.
Truth be known…. I need them to show me the ropes. Since my greatest escape from New Zealand to date was a trip to Australia for my honeymoon. Great fun at the time, but now that Australia is regarded as an extension of New Zealand, I really haven’t yet achieved my OE.
Either I’m loosing the plot (or everyone thinks I am), as my Wife Bridget suggests I should go, and then my Boss Marcel asks “so are you going?”.
Six weeks away from home/work…. I didn’t think I’d get permission from either of them!
So here I am…. Committed. In whatever sense of the word you care to choose.
Am I scared? – Better believe it!
This is so far outside my comfort zone I'm tempted to change my mind.....