The first time I visited New Zealand’s capital Wellington, I didn’t get a chance to really see the city. We arrived at dusk and only stayed because we had to catch the first Inter-Islander ferry to Picton on the South Island the next morning. My main impression was of a windy place, but that might have been because I only really saw the train station and harbour.
It’s already Sunday night, which means it’s time for another ROW80 check-in.
While I wrote a lot this week and got a lot done, I didn’t get as much done as I had hoped.
I only just finished one assignment and didn’t get a chance to do both I had set out to finish this week. The binder will have to wait a little, as the outline for course MA500 Persuasion isn’t as straight forward as expected, so I’m still trying to figure out how best to sort it all. I did make a start on the binder, though.
The supplement courses are going ok, though again, due to time limits, I haven’t completed as many modules as I would have liked.
But here’s what I managed to do:
Hello, my lovelies!
I’m glad to see you for our Weekend Coffee Share, as initiated by the lovely Part Time Monster.
If we were having coffee today we’d meet at the ice cream parlour in town, despite the rain. We’ve had nice weather for the past week but it’s been raining all morning so far. Still, I need to get out a little and I fancy an ice cream with my coffee. Would you join me?
You can hear Victoria Falls long before you see them. The majestic waterfall on the border between Zambia and Zimbabwe drops into a narrow gorge, amplifying the crashing water’s echo throughout the gorge and beyond. It can be heard in Livingstone, Zambia and Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe.
The Zambezi is a mighty river, home to hippos and crocodiles, it also provides the livelihood for many of the people living along its shores.
You may have heard Australia’s unofficial anthem, Waltzing Matilda. In it, “a jolly swagman camps by a billabong, under the shade of a coolibah tree.” But to fully understand the lyrics, you need to know the lingo.
A swag is a traditional Australian sleeping bag. They are rolled up and carried on your back during the day. These days, they are sturdy things made of canvas, and some even have a bit of padding on one side to act as a mattress. A swagman therefore, is a traveller or worker who is camping out in one of these swags. A billabong is a waterhole and coolibah is a type of eucalyptus. Matilda is the nickname the men gave their swags.
Now imagine camping out in the vast Outback of Australia, where there’s no light pollution, sleeping underneath millions of stars in the shadow of Uluru (Ayers Rock). Sounds amazing, right?