Glory Glory

I walked off the plane . . .

my nostrils filled with dense, full air
my skin tingled in the 70 degrees temperature
the fresh air filtered through sandals
the stars were breaking through the sky
as the sun set over the airport . . .

an incredible feeling walk into a plane in Antarctica
and walk off a plane in New Zealand

Yes,
after three days of weather delay,
I have arrived in New Zealand
and Glory Glory
Glory Glory . . .

Glory Glory

Evan is a happy boy

Soon I will be departing Christchurch and heading south via bicycle
as soon as I buy a bike

Today, dreams of biking and spanish lessons in Guatamala
began fermenting in my head . . .

but what about India?