I spent less than 24 hours in Tasmania.Yes, there really is such a place. I have a dear friend, Dr. Christine Wood who lives there. She is the director
of evangelization for the Archdiocese of Hobart. That means she works for the heroic Archbishop Julian Porteus.
I got to stay with her and her husband. (For those San Diego friends of Christine, she is a newlywed: they got married on July 4 last year.) It was
quite cold in Hobart, as it is winter there. Hobart is as far south of the Equator as the Upper Peninsula of Michigan or Minneapolis/St. Paul is above
the equator. We were glad we had our winter coats!
This is Dr. Wood and I in the Hobart airport, posing with a statue of a Tasmanian Devil. Sadly, I did not get to stay long enough to see one in the wild.
I shall just have to go back!