31 December 2005

Happy New Year!

Just wishing everyone a happy new year! I hope that 2005 was a dream for everyone, just as it was for me. I met and made some great friends, had some amazing experiences and adventures, and have memories that I know will last a lifetime. Thank you to everyone who was part of my life in 2005. I can only hope that the next twelve months will live up to the last twelve.

All the best to everyone, especially all my friends in the UK, NZ, and Oz. I love you and can't wait to have beautiful experiences with you again!

28 December 2005

Greatest Gift Ever!


Thanks to Geoff, I am now the VERY proud owner of one of the greatest party games ever...

26 December 2005

Welcome Back, Mr Kotter!

Well, well, well. Long time, eh? What's it been now, about six weeks or something? I can't even remember. It's alright though, I'm here now for you. You can stop your crying, sit back, and enjoy where I'm going to take you. It'll be fun, I promise.

Haha, actually it's been so long now that I'm unfortunately not going to tell you all the exciting things I've seen and done since leaving Fiji. In a couple days I'll point you in the direction of my photo page where you can peruse at your own pace through the adventure that is my life... Until then, I'll tide you over with the story of my arrival home.

As most of you that read this know, I decided to make my presence known in Canada for the first time in three years this holiday season. And as I may have let you know my mother was in the dark about my return. I wanted it to be a surprise for her ("Happy holidays, here's your present: ME!"), but everyone else in my family knew I was coming. So after a long day on a bus (and remember, this was the night before Xmas), traveling from Chicago to London, Ontario, Canada, I met my younger brother Geoff at the bus stop and he took me home. I had been thinking of how I would approach the actual meeting of Adam&Mum, but in the end I simply opened the side door, took my shoes off, and walked into my parents' bedroom where they were changing the sheets all casual-like. "Merry Christmas", I announced, and watched as the tears began to flow from my mother's eyes. I couldn't escape her crab-claw-like grasp for two hours after that.

Haha, in the end it was a great surprise for her. She claims that she had "mother's intuition" and sort of knew that I was coming, but I really have my doubts about that. All in all it worked out pretty much as I had hoped.

More tales of excitement and surprise later. It's late, and time for this monkey to be put down...