We had the opportunity to meet fellow xangan Sighkey, who was in our hemisphere and dropped by. What fun!

We tried to provide exotic American experiences for her — we made her enchiladas, offered to take her to a kareoke bar or pool hall, drove her around the town in search of something really foreign looking — but at the end of the evening she just had to tell us that American stuff is not exotic.

Well, we tried. I think we all enjoyed ourselves anyway.

We now know the New Zealand terms “wagging” and “saveloy” (I’m guessing how to spell that), so we can be a bit exotic ourselves.