Walter Jon Williams's Blog, page 169

Jetl;ag. Jetlap. Jetlag.

I’m back in New Mexico after over six weeks abroad. The security people in New Zealand tried to have me thrown off the plane, but eventually it got sorted. I think it’s down to my astonishing physical resemblance to Abu Nidal.

I don’t know if anyone else has noticed this, but while I was away the Northern Hemisphere seems to have got decidedly cooler.

The Sailor Home From the Sea

I’m off the dive boat, and back in the rather discouraging town of Cairns. During the last week I’ve racked up 25 dives in the Coral Sea and on the Great Barrier Reef, both of which were full of Teh Awesome.

I haven’t got my land legs back, so when I walk around, the earth heaves and sways beneath my feet.

I’m flying home tomorrow, which is Friday, and because of the date line, Friday will go on for 48 hours, 30 of which I will be spending in airplanes and airports.

I’ll check in when I get home...

Taos Toolbox

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Melting

I landed in Cairns in the middle of a heat wave, with temperatures of 38 degrees Celsius. Which, for those of you on Fahrenheit, is well past the temperature at which Walter melts.

So instead of venturing forth for adventure, I’ve been hiding in my hotel room, where there’s air conditioning, and only leaving for meals. Hungrily wandering around Cairns, I found it a rather unimpressive tourist town, and then I noticed the vast swarm of large bats flying past. So that was something I hadn’t seen...

View From Above

A view of Akaroa Harbor from the pass above. The bay and its towns are situated in the caldera of an extinct volcano. To get there we had to drive along the crater rim, which meant ordering up a slice of road with Extra Twisty.

Akaroa was the place where 57 French colonists landed in 1840, unaware that the British had claimed the island a few days before. There are only a few French families left, but the town still trades on its French heritage, flies the tricolor, and gives French names to i...

Steampunk Town

File this under Serendipity.

We had a long drive planned for today, leaving Te Anau in the southwest for a drive across most of the South Island toward Christchurch. We weren’t even planning on stopping in Oamaru, but Kathy wanted to stop by the information centre and see if we could book a room farther north. But once we got into Oamaru, we saw the zeppelin and the sign for the Steampunk Exposition, and there we were.

Oamaru is a once-thriving Victorian port fallen on harder times. The main pa...

Above the Fjord

Lo! A photo of Doubtful Sound taken from the pass above.

In the morning, the sound was socked in with rain, cloud, and mist, and it was romantic and mysterious. In the afternoon the sun appeared, and the sound opened up to the world, and was brilliant. Best of both worlds.

New Zealand is a part of the First World in all but the Internet. Bandwidth problems continue to plague me, and I can’t work out what will upload at any given instant, and what won’t.

I’ll just press the button and hope.

In the Fjord

Here’s your takeaway photo from Milford Sound, which is not a sound actually but a fjord, carved as fjords are from glaciers.

New Zealand is very excited over the Hobbitpremiere, which is going on even as I type.

How excited are they?

During this morning’s news, the weatherman dressed as Legolas and gave the forecast in Elvish. No, he really did.

Bowing to the Inevitable

One thing I’ve learned about New Zealand is that there is one Great Inevitable: Peter Jackson. You just can’t avoid the guy.

For one thing, the North Island was covered with posters having to do with the premiere of The Hobbit, which happens Wednesday in Wellington— the rest of you have to wait till December, I believe. The newspapers are full of articles about the movie, and the bookstores are full of Hobbit-related material.

(My thought was that on Wednesday I’d go to a really popular destina...

Taos Toobox

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