Buddhists, sunburns, and meat pies
January 10th 2009 19 hours after leaving behind a frozen Chicago in the midst of winter, my plane landed into the welcoming arms of a New Zealand summer. All in all, things went smoothly with the flight, although I was so dazed getting off the plane that I forgot my shoes on it and didn't realize until I was walking around barefoot in the arrival hall!
In the airport, I was greeted with the sight of imposing musc
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