“And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me, shine until tomorrow, let it be.”
Another food-related (kinda) special post!
Before I left NZ I texted myself the lyrics of ‘Let it Be’ and ‘Here Comes the Sun’ to remind myself of the point of this trip: to learn acceptance.
I’m sitting here in my neighbourhood Common Bond cafe on a meltingly hot Sunday morning crying tears of happiness because:
- They just played ’Let it Be’
- The sun has well and truly come
- I get free wifi
- They have free coffee refills – might go for fourth
- The checkout woman in Kroger (supermarket) gave me a discount card. I saved $4!
- After 6 failed attempts I managed to email an SOS to ASB bank to ask why my Visa card has suddenly given up
- They’re now playing ‘Here Comes the Sun’
- I’m incredibly happy. This is me.
Peter, Barry & Lindsay – you’ll be relieved to know I can recreate my Maranui muffin, yogurt and almond flat white experience here, sans pre-run (suspect falling-off-ladder-tailbone injury might be worse than thought), sea views (beautiful people of Houston instead) and of course the coveted Dominion (Kroger flyer is almost as good). I looked over to Maranui when taking off and a shiver of happiness ran down my spine.
Strada espresso machine. # 673 on list of things you can use as mirror to check for food in teeth.
You are in the right place. 9 degrees and drizzly rain at home!