Waiheke Island, New Zealand. When we left Kuala Lumpur, the rain was pouring down, and the evening traffic was barely moving. It was also raining in Auckland, NZ, when we landed the next day (as if we bring our own clouds).
We meandered through the city to the port on a shuttle bus, and then boarded a ferry. Less than an hour later, we were on the island of Waiheke and in our home for the next two months. It´s summer here. The flowers and green are aglow all over. The first impressions left us glowing too. It´s good to be “home,” whatever that means. We´ll soon find out.