March 29th, 2008

woods, Elizabeth, camera, April

The good tired

Been traveling.  Train, bus.  Bus, bus, bus.  Days have rolled into one long stream of rapidly passing vegetation (usually) and scenic bits (sometimes.)

At the moment I'm looking at mountains across a lake, but I'm so tired I may simply fall into bed.  This would not be good unless I've arranged a wake-up call for tomorrow morning, so guess I'd better do that now. 

I'm in Queenstown, South Island, NZ, and will be here three nights.  Days are already accounted for, however.