It took me about 3 weeks to feel back to normal (tragically this still seems to mean exhausted every day after work). I was supported by work folks and now over a long weekend can take the time to load and look at the photos. I had great plans to get copies to our friends, (my head is full of many a great plan) but today I will get them onto Flickr and the other great plans will just have to wait in line.
What has been great looking at these photos now was the great memories, smiles and happy thoughts that came to me. Plus the warmth and the wonder of the sea. I need to remember how much I can be nurtured by nature.
What I also think of, is all the things I did that aren't captured on a photo. I'm feeling proud of swimming to that pontoon, despite the panic that set in and then I jumped off it. Yep, cowardly scared me. Jumped. Didn't use the steps, I jumped. I felt great. Now how to bottle that.
|At Flagstaff Hill, before the rash set in.|
|While on The Cream Trip. Lush tour of the Bay of Islands.|
|Sunset cruise on the tall ship|
|There aren't many photos of me during this time, the rash adding to my usual un-photogenic state, but this one makes me smile|
|Russell pier from the Duke of Marlborough|
|The Hole in the Rock. Has to be done.|
|Maori Bay after walking from Murawai beach|
|Lush evening colours on the drive back to Auckland|