Greetings from a far flung, spectacular corner of the world! In five days I’ve passed through five airports, five countries, two hemispheres and two seasons on my way to winter in New Zealand. It’s been a long week of traveling: 28 hours in the air with enough tray tables and inflatable pillows to drive me to drink! So this was a welcome sight at the market in Christchurch — row after row of craft beers … a clear sign that, Toto, we’re not in Singapore anymore. More dispatches coming soon from the land of sheep, snow, and people so friendly they stop on the sidewalk to help you find the best bar. Jolly good!