In fact I don't have much to report. I am definitely on vacation. I spend a great deal of time talking with my mom, about all kinds of things. When I'm not doing that, I look around outside at the somewhat exotic (to me) locale, or listen to the unexpected sounds of birds. And there are books. I pick up books from the shelves – sometimes books I've read before, sometimes books I haven't read before. She has a lot of history books, which as people know, I read a lot of these days. I started reading a history of the Roman Republic. Just a random book from the bookshelves. This was the environment I grew up in – the environment was in California at the time, but the books followed her when she moved to Australia decades ago, and so the bookshelves are the "home" that I come back to when I visit my mom.
Later we will drive into town. This is a fairly involved undertaking. More later.
[daily log: walking, 1km]