Travelling with kids, eh

I'll let you guess if both kids came down with vomiting today.

The Girlie, apparently, did it on the Auckland-Shanghai plane. I bet The Man had a field day with that.

The Kid and I, on the other hand, were still in Christchurch so it gave us enough time to postpone our flights and The Kid will have another night in Christchurch with me.

Travelling with kids, eh.

Come to Estravel Reisihommik!

If you happen to be in Estonia, come and join us! Rahva Raamat bookstore in Viru Keskus (Viru Väljak 4, Tallinn) on Saturday 12 May at 12 noon. Me and a couple of other people will be talking about Working Holiday-style travelling at Estravel's "Reisihommik" event. In Estonian language ;)

At this stage I know that Ene Sepp (she is blogging at, and has photos at will be there, too.


Also, "Minu Alaska" book is getting re-printed with a new epilogue attached at the end, so there may possibly be a couple of library events happening, too, but at this stage - not sure. We'll see.

The holiday before the holiday

Three days in Christchurch. Friends, laughter, early mornings, parks, dumplings, shopping, food (wow the food!), washing. It does feel like holiday. It does.


Before that it was 9 hours of driving from Invercargill to Christchurch. I listened to pre-downloaded interviews by Kim Hill (which I amassed on my iPod prior to leaving just for that purpose), and I soaked it all in.

There was Marcus Davey talking about "artificial wombs" and as I listened, I thought back to Dunedin hospital's neonatal intensive care unit - a place where we spent most of The Kid's first 2 weeks of life. (I always do, whenever someone talks about NICUs.) (I probably always will, too, for as long as I have the mental health to remember that we spent our first 2 weeks together there.)

I have, on one hand, a certain understanding on this topic which does not come naturally to most of the population and it's probably just as well because most people will not, in their lifetime, set foot in a NICU. But we did, and it's easy for me to understand terms such as "intrauterine growth restriction", "phototherapy", "morbidity", "cerebral palsy" etc. We've been there, so I understand what those terms mean.

On the other hand, I know that what I walked away with, was the easy stuff. We did not spend time in the "hard" part of the NICU where babies 24 weeks' gestation are, literally, getting their lungs damaged through the application of mechanical ventilation without which, they would die. I never had to make such decisions for the benefit of my children, and then live with the consequences of those decisions. I get to listen to Marcus Davey talk whilst I am driving down State Highway 8 on a sunny Saturday morning and I can wonder at the art of creating "womb bags" for premature sheep lambs to see if they would replicate the wondruous nature of an actual womb of a female animal - one day, possibly a woman.

I listened to Andrew Williams talk about men's prostates, and cancer.

Rochelle Constantine and Regina Eisert explained how whales live, and what the researchers do in Antarctica.


Tomorrow The Man and The Girlie will start the 30+ hour journey to London. The day after, me and The Kid will get on the plane.

...and it's not Photoshopped either, is it

Edited to add: having done a bit of googling now, I've learned that shaving a husky doesn't actually protect them from heat, so this picture is not that funny any more. Having said that, I'll leave it up for a while for the educational purpose.

I am tired of packing/paperwork/organising, so I go on Pinterest hoping to find something to laugh about.

Well, I definitely found something to laugh about, but I probably should've taken my toothbrush out of my mouth first because now I have to clean the table in front of the computer, too.