Okay, naughty parents that we are, we snuck (?) away from the children for the first time since India was born. So this isn't really a family blog...A bit of context if you will....part of our pre-nuptial agreement was that I had to learn to snowboard. And of course, David took me to learn on a live volcano, and then left me, a newbie boarder in the middle of a blizzard, on the slopes.
Of course, I passed the test and we go back to the volcano every few years. Mt Rupheau is in the middle of the north island of New Zealand. The place is called Whakapapa, and it is an excellent ski field full of bowls and gullies created by lava flows.
We stay at a place called the Chateau Tongarao, named after another nearby volcano. It is a grand old place in the middle of nowhere and perfect for relaxing, especially after having thrown your body down the hill all day. From there we went to a conference, and then home to the children who has been in the care of grandparents.
