To have our hearts broken means to let our hearts open. Leaving friends, good friends and companions, is hard. To have our hearts broken means to let our hearts open. Leaving friends, good friends and companions, is hard.
New Year’s in Auckland, New Zealand
Auckland, New Zealand New year is the kind of event when towers shoot fireworks and friends come for no-bake cookies.
Our first week in Christchurch, New Zealand
We decided to head to Christchurch a bit earlier than planned. Why? Because we had friends waiting for us. Jonathan’s friend, Nicole (whom he’s known for 15 years!), lives in Christchurch with her partner, Matthew, and their son Caden. They…
Having A Party At Our Apartment In Quito
Last Thursday, we decided to have a party at our apartment. It’s fun to have been somewhere long enough (we’ve been in Quito for 8 weeks now) to actually have friends that we can invite over to “our” place. Carrie…
George W. Bush, John Kerry, and gas prices
This post isn’t exactly Kilimanjaro related, except that we were prepping for our Kilimanjaro trip when this came up. Carrie and I were watching an old tape of “Friends” from 2004. We don’t have an outside TV connection (just figure…