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Wednesday, April 02, 2014

To give you an idea of what a 67 room mansion looks like, 
here's Jancie thinking about trying the swing.
Central Hawke's Bay is mostly a place we drive through on the way to Wellington. I suppose that is a shame, as it does have many draws that would be popular if the same attractions weren't also available in many other parts of the country (like quaint towns, beaches, horseback riding, fishing, and sheep). On Sunday, however, we took a rare road trip to Central Hawke's Bay...Takapau to be more specific. The occasion: afternoon tea at Oruawharo Homestead.

A rare photo of Zooey actually doing something.
New Zealand is very much a coffee society. You can get a cappuccino (though you would probably order a flat white if you are Kiwi) at Burger King. We were a little disappointed when we first arrived here that there are few places serving afternoon tea. Fortunately, the owners of Oruawharo Homestead seem to enjoy serving it in their mansion.

Sorry, I have no pictures of tea. Jancie got bored of sitting very quickly and wanted to run around the vast grounds.






Tuesday, April 01, 2014


My eldest daughter has been very non-interested in my career thus far. Apparently, if something doesn't involve talking trains, talking cars, or singing penguins, it just doesn't rate on the Jancie scale. Naturally, I have thought of changing careers, perhaps becoming an engineer or an Antarctic ornithologist...I am getting on in years, and may have already missed my race car driving window.

Then I started thinking: Maybe I should return to my roots. We're headed back to Southern California in a few weeks. Jancie has never heard of Disneyland, but I am certain she wants to go. What could be more impressive than the guy who runs Captain EO?
Also, Disneyland has gotten unaffordable for all but richest Americans (and perhaps the world's richest foreign tourists); getting into Disneyland free is easily the best perk of working at Disneyland (followed closely by meeting your future spouse).


But then I started thinking: I quit that job because it paid so little. Will my daughter still respect me if I can't afford a set of souvenir mouse ears? And probably Nicole will want a matching set for Zooey. The math just does not work out.




Fortunately, there is a simple solution. Reopen the Upjohn Company Pharmacy. Yes, a pharmacy. Right there on Main Street, USA. Where could anyone find a better location for a pharmacy?
And so we are off on a new/old adventure. Goodbye to my Kiwi friends, coworkers, and other acquaintances. It has been a mostly pleasant 4+ years. Hello Disneyland, California.