Now I just need to bide my time in Auckland until the time comes to catch the bus to the airport. I suppose I could "celebrate" Palm Sunday by going to see The Passion of the Christ, except that this is something I have no desire to do. I wouldn't mind going to Mass, really, but only in my own church, which is about as far away as it is possible to be, so that's a no go. I guess I'll just find a park bench and finish off my book. It does involve Jesus, after all. Yeah. That's why I'm reading it. What a good Catholic am I.
Looking forward to getting back to Mot'. And doing some grocery shopping. And laundry. Yup, an evening of thills awaits.