After another day of work, whittling through thousands of soggy and muddy plants, experiencing an earthquake – of which I haven’t felt a thing, and freezing my rear off I am happy to be home. What we call »home« at the moment is a fairly nice house, directly at Wainui beach. We wake up each day watching the sea and are amazed how different it looks everyday. I would go for a swim if only the water wouldn’t be so bloody cold.