We’ve got the visa, even booked the flight, but our joy is mixed with sorrow: Clara has worsening back pain since a week when she had been jumping on a trampoline for hours. I have to get my right meniscus fixed tomorrow, by endoscopy. And two days ago I noticed that probabely my left one is rotten as well. Both of us and Lucas have to be well again by the time of our big journey: the 12th September. We will fly via Hong Kong, where we have to wait 14 hours, at daytime, to get our connection flight. I hope we’ll be able to make use of this time to see this huge city. Then we planned to spend one week in Auckland, in Piha Beach, in a marvellous bach (=holiday home). And, of course, hope to see some of the nice people I got to know there. Hello David, hello Dave, hello John,hello Anna, hello Ken, hello Jaime...
Yesterday was my last working day in Germany. Somehow I do not feel very relieved, ‘cause even in The Promised Land we will be ourselves with our souls and our bodies. I feel and know that God will be with us, as He already is, but the Promised Land is not the Paradise. Here a link to the holiday home where we will spend the first week: this, indeed, seems to be taken out of paradise: http://www.holidayhouses.co.nz/properties/3478.asp
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