It's Friday in Oz — two weeks to American touchdown!
Well, actually, it's two weeks and a day, but we lose a day when we travel east, so in fact, it's two weeks.
Gonna be hard to leave the winter sunshine, the excellent election television humour - Aussie's never take much seriously! and the good companionship of the southern hemisphere.
But somehow we'll manage. After all, we have the San Francisco Peaks in Flagstaff late summer, a quick jaunt through an August Phoenix, and an Indian Summer in North Dakota. What more could we ask?
With a little luck, the companionships we've established here might fly north for a visit. We do hope so.
In the meantime, I'll be snuggling into my warm winter covers tonight and waking in the morning to cold floors and kookaburra chatter — experiences we won't have for the year we are in the north.
And on 20 August, we board Air New Zealand for the trip of the year!