How it all began

If I had memories from my very first days, they would take me back to Switzerland during the summer of 2009. Both mum and dad were enjoying a few days with their family (which happens to be my family as well, come to think).

July 2009

Mum was enjoying herself with my uncles in silly parties in Zurich.

Dad was pursuing his usual random hobbies in Sion.

September 2009

Both were soon back to New Zealand and Australia, just in time to meet another newborn chap, Ben, the son of Andrea and Darren in Sydney. That was the time when Sydney had that big sand storm. Spooky stuff.

That very week grandma and granpa Rohrer were down this way, in New Zealand. We had a terrific time with them. Despite my best efforts to remain inconspicuous, it took grandma a whole 5 seconds to figure out I was hiding in there. Oh well.

We went to Waiheke for grandma's big birthday...

... and to Christchurch ...

But the best of all had to be Fafa Island in Tonga, a few hours north of New Zealand. Awesome few days there.

October 2009

All the while mum and dad were working away. Mum biding her time with her friends at Auckland Uni, dad doing his thing (still not sure what that exactly is, by the way)

December 2009

December was a welcome reprieve after a remarkably dull November. My time in mum's belly was ticking along without inconvenience whatsoever. With all indicators in the green, it was time for a proper holiday. I somehow get the feeling my parents wanted to get away one last time without me to brighten their holidays. They'll pay. Trust me they'll pay for that.

We first when to Tokyo. Great weather, bit chilly though.

I like Tokyo. They know to look after little bubs like me. Even got my own seat in the underground.

January 2010

All of us then moved on to Shiga Kogen for some skiing. Brilliant weather, great snow. I kinda liked it.

That ski gear was getting a tad tight though. Glad we got this over and moved on to warmer latitudes.

Anyway, it wasn't long before we arrived in Fiji. Oh that warmth. And that weightless feeling under water. Loved it.

February

Harsh return to reality. Mum working again, dad overseas two or three nights a week, and a whole two weeks recently when he was in Europe. Glad we got away for a weekend in Waihi Beach. Reminded me of Fiji. A bit.

So. After 7 months on the road and 50,000 frequent flyer miles, things were getting on a bit. Time for me to make my entrance.