The journey of Abraham
Not the old patriach from Ur, the pillar of salt, the stars in the sky story, but a Year 12 student on his first plane journey from Fiji to Australia. And alone. Welcome to Geelong to another of the family tribe. Abraham left Suva by van at 7 a.m. yesterday, got a message that his Pacific Blue evening plane was cancelled and to hurry up and get on another plane that goes via Brisbane. Okay. In Brisbane the Customs officer sniffed and tasted the kava he carried, then Abraham was told to catch another plane to Melbourne - and get to the domestic terminal by train. Well, he did that. No officials guided the travellers. Another delay. Meanwhile our gang frm Geelong waited it out at Tullamarine. In Melbourne Abraham's plane terminated at the Domestic, not the International, so there was some searching until Abraham found Peceli. The kids had got tired and gone to the car! So dinner was at 1 a.m.
Today is another day of course and the basketball half-court in our backyard is being well-used. Several years ago when we were looking for a house to buy (all five of us made the decision then) the basketball area was the deciding factor, not the need to restump a few problem areas. So now the next generation still like to play basketball.
And the boys wanted the basketball backboard painted so Jordan and his uncle did this a few minutes ago, Jordan deciding on a good name.