Wednesday, February 6, 2013


When it came to bedtime at my sisters house, everything went downhill. Hubba cried to come home, both nights, and the room she and I slept in was the same room we lived in for 12 weeks during your private dialysis days, which has since become Larells room. I think that's why I wasn't too fond of this Auckland experience. Love being with my sister and family, did not love that all the sounds of her house - screams and footprints on wooden floors - reminded me of a time in our lives when we needed eachother the most, when you were at your worst. A time when I discovered you were my "right" person and you found out exactly what I had to offer ...

... It was my all, and there's more of it to give.

Hubba's glasses from Tyler.

Stopped in Hamilton and visited my old Alma Mater .. Church College. The place is eerie and it's quite sad to see it since the church actioned it's closure some years ago. Gates were closed, classrooms empty and very little human activity. It's sad, but apparently the school served it's purpose and I'm glad to be able to say I was apart of it when it was alive.

View from Mission Way from the Library up the classroom blocks.

Art Block from the wharekai.

My dorm, Audrey. Dorms are now used for accomodation for Stakes on temple trips.

The temple.

Dress Mart in .. Onehunga or Otahuhu .. has a decent fast food sushi bar. They sold these sushi sandwiches. Fail. They lost me with the lettuce.

Sister made a passionfruit no-bake cheesecake. I do not like cheesecake, but this one was superb.

NiƱos traviesos.

Glad to be home.

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