My doctor had warned that the best defense against the swine flu would be deciding not to take the trip. "You're basically doing 'mouth-to-mouth' with everyone on the plane" he said. It turns out that it wasn't taking the trip that endangered my health, but rather coming home. I told Sally earlier today that I had looked up my symptoms on the internet (always a trustworthy source) and had determined that I have developed an allergy to the northern hemisphere.
The long early summer days we experienced in New Zealand have set us up for a shock. The 8 hours and 25 minutes of feeble daylight we get this time of year just isn't enough. But we aren't buried in snow like last year, and the days will lengthen, so there is hope. And I will feel better, and perhaps even write more effectively. Well, at least regularly.
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