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Having secretly rented a car, Liz picked me up from the airport soaked in glorious sunshine yesterday afternoon. A walk down to the beach was in order upon arrival at her grandparents’ home, followed by a few beers by the backyard pool as dusk approached. I managed to last until almost ten o’clock local before finally succumbing to the effects of 25 hours of travel and almost 45 hours without real sleep. I’m sure that I wasn’t making much sense in the final hours before I hit the sack.

We have a few days of rest, relaxation, and a bit of shopping here in on the Gold Coast before we fly over to Christchurch, New Zealand on Tuesday.