A great evening at Richard and Shelley's place on Good Friday meant that I needed a long walk next morning to clear my head.
I climbed up 'Anselme's Hill' behind their house. I hadn't meant to go to the top as I only wanted some fresh air but once you start walking up a hill you might as well complete it. The view at the top was well worthwhile and the view of Nuova Lazio surprised me. The settlement is really large. This of course beggars the question - "Why aren't there more services like cinemas, restaurants, shops,
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We visited places where they almost lived, once wanted to live, where distant relatives died, where friends moved from, where friends moved to, where I used to live, where sports centres once stood, where....... you get the picture.
Mind you it was just the thing for a slow moving Saturday.
I got dropped off at Paraparaumu where my sister lives and from where I was flying out on Sunday.
Her house is right next to the airport which is interesting for watching small and mid-size planes taking off and landing. It was a 3 minute walk from the house to the new terminal. Magic.
On Sunday morning I heard the unmistakable sound of a Bell helicopter coming in (having watched most of the films made about the Vietnam war).
Unfortunately I wasn't in time to film it or photograph it which was a shame as it flew in over the house and drifted in for a landing out in front of the lounge windows.
I hoped that it would take off again soon so went outside to the garden and when I heard it start up I climbed the fence separating my sister's property from the airport and got my cell-phone out.
The Huey took off behind the terminal and behind the trees unfortunately further away than I was hoping for but I managed to get a bit of a video clip.
Just as it disappeared I fell off the fence.
See this link: http://youtu.be/w0RcUvKzZLQ
16 comments:
Great to see you have a clip on YouTube. I'm predicting over a million views.
Not.
Only if I keep looking at it.
I just saw the delayed 'not'
How rude.
Bastard.
But sadly true.
You can't hide from reality.
I just saw your 'bastard'.
Testa di cazzo.
La nonna indossava stivali dell'esercito
Nonna?
Grandmother
But I'm not your granny.
I give up.
This is the most comments you've ever had!
Well, certainly when you have reined in your alter-egos when commenting.
But I haven't. I didn't invent Robert.
Well maybe I did. Sorry.
An Aryan looking Jewish/Arab deity-type invented Robert.
And your grandmother still wore army boots.
WTF?
Now my own site is asking for food and wine matches in the verification!
At least these are in English.
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