He would have flown back to Auckland yesterday, but was delayed by volcanic ash from the Puyehue-Cordon Caulle eruption.
Worst luck ever?
My cousin in Italy emailed me last week and we’ve been chatting a bit. He freaked out when I told him I lived right next to a volcano. I had to explain the whole “dormant, not explode-y” thing to him (which was a challenge because his English doesn’t really stretch to geology just yet.)