MOVING DAY...

...or should we say "week"? An email from Meg in Hamburg this morning....

>The movers are here. They have lots of flattened boxes in every room.
>There are carpets on the floor and bubble rap rolled up sitting in
>corners. The office is a mess. They aren't going to do it until
>tomorrow (which is good because then I can still send emails). We are
>going to live out of a suitcase for the next few days. But the weird
>thing is that when you live out of a suitcase you are usually at a
>hotel or resort or something, but we are at home! Its strange. But I'm
>really looking forward to getting down to Spain. This is so exciting.
>Can't wait.

Nor can I!

And if all goes according to plan, Act 5 ends here in Valencia on Sunday, we have the debrief meetings on Monday. That afternoon my Act 5 flat-mate, Kiwi journalist Ivor Wilkins who is here working for BMW ORACLE Racing these two weeks, flies home to Auckland. That evening, God and Air Berlin willing, Leslie, Meg and two cats arrive from Hamburg. Tuesday the moving truck arrives, and Wednesday/Thursday they unload. By next Friday we should be able to move into the our new home here after spending one last week in my small but otherwise quite comfortable and convenient team apartment.