After another couple of ordinary days, the overseas adventure begins. Of course, most New Zealanders know what overseas means: on this occasion, I'm going to Nelson for the speak fest. Of course, it will take longer from home to the airport than the flight, not even counting the check in time. Still, faster than walking and swimming. Although promised lousy weather, the son is shining down on me as I type this and wait for the airport bus, which is just approaching.