A favorite thing...

When I travel is reading the local newspaper. I'm sitting at Sweet Mother's Kitchen's outdoor section on a drizzly, windy morning in Wellington. I bought the Wellington paper and am reading about how an 86-year old "pensioner" complained about her bus ride - the kind of story you'd read about in a small town newspaper.

My cafe latte is waking me up after a solid night's sleep, but I'm still not recovered from a huge sleep deficit accumulated over the past week.