Twas the night before our departure...

and visions of shorebirds danced in our heads.

The most presssing questions: Will there be birds (that fly) in New Zealand? Could we fit anything else in Bryan's oversized backpack? and How much Gravol should we pack for a 1200 hour flight?

The past few weeks have been filled with many goodbyes, see-you-laters, and teary hugs. We could not be any more grateful for everyone who took in two homeless hobos as we prepared for our Kiwi adventure. Tomorrow we set out for the west coast of Canada to visit with old friends (Carolyn, Emma, John, Jenn, Brian, Aimee, Liz, Bethany, Rebecca, ...) for a glorious 10 days. British Columbia will not only deliever to us sweet reunions but a great stopover before heading much farther west, much farther down.

With our tree-hugging degrees behind us, our (Canadian) work experiences put on hold, and our general lack of grown-up belongings (a home, etc.) there seemed to be no better time than to pack up and see a new corner of the world. A quick look at the world map and it all became clear - New Zealand. Why not?

Until we're in the Southern Hemisphere,
remember that you can never embark upon too many adventures.

xo Lann & Bry