Or something like that … Australians are entering it ahead of us … we have encountered some traveller’s challenges but hey. It has been an intensely chastening year, I feel I have buffeted and blown down, into much more of a core. A nothing save consciousness. Lost everything I assumed; gained skeletal robustness. A year of movement. Now in Paris I have had motion sickness for almost a week. But I have loved witnessing all of the beings on the ride, in their own carriages. Own stories dancing their own choreographies. Hu to you all and may 2010 bring wakefulness.