Land of the Lost Luggage

Although it's finally found now, I spent the first days on the Kiwi Island desperately seeking luggage. Romantically rewriting my plight, I imagined myself a heroine running from the government spies - only I left WAY too many card-purchase traces. When I come home I am sure I will enjoy the many nice little things I had to buy while waiting.

But now I am happily beneath a fig tree in Napier, typing as fast as I can before the battery runs low.