into week 11 of the waiting game.

it’s been a quietly uneventful weekend thus far. i am firmly esconced in figuring out how i want to set up our round-the-world blog, so if you see some wierdness, it’s just me playing around. as excited as I am, I am trying very hard not to make firm mental plans, and instead leave myself open to the endless possibilities that are presented when you land in a completely foreign country. j, as usual, is completely, inscrutably equivocal. when i ask him what he’s curious to see, he says he wants to see all of it equally. i push him, saying surely there must be something he’s heard or read about that piqued his interest. he claims he’s interested in all of it. i press and press, saying that obviously all of it will be interesting, but there must be some sights or areas that he’d want to try to work into the itinerary, and only after intensively badgering him, will he grudgingly admit to wanting to see the aticama desert in chile, and mount cook in new zealand. good lord, it’s like pulling teeth! you’d think he didn’t even want to go, but he tells me he’s trying not to get excited just yet, so the time doesn’t drag. until then, i am bouncing all over the place – alone. but anyone who knows me understands that that is not an altogether uncommon occurence. i get just a little bit hyper when i’m excited.

i’ve also spent a goodly portion of the weekend downloading music from “scrubs”. which takes longer than you would think. lots of acoustic-y goodness, which manages to all sound just about the same.

y’know what I miss? i miss watching ice skating. it’s on this afternoon, and i’ve been stuck in front of the telly watching it. most people think it’s goofy, with the costumes and the music, but I love it. i find it amusing that it’s such a novel sport over here. people queue for ages for the few outdoor rinks that are set up for the winter at kew gardens or somerset house. it’s odd that, in general, the u.k. doesn’t really “do” winter sports. there’s little ice hockey or ice skating. and of course, there’s no skiing or snowsports. but even though london doesn’t get very cold, parts of northern england and scotland are very blustery, and plenty of people spend time on the mainland, so what gives? i just think it’s peculiar that there’s so little interest in winter activities.

and getting back to our trip – i am very excited to see big snow in new zealand! considering that we’ll be there during their winter, there’s a definite chance to see some real quantities of fluffy white stuff. jonno is psyched for his fourth snow sighting. me – i just miss it. winter here is well and truly over, and all there was to show for it was a handful of frosty evenings, a few slushy flakes, and endless days of clouds.

bring on spring.

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