From the Editor
This was the first year in a very long time that I’ve had the chance to fully appreciate one of New Zealand’s most genius institutions, the proper summer holiday. There’s just no equivalent in the US, where I lived for many years. People take time off in summer, but not all at once. Nothing ever really stops. There’s always some reason to keep checking your work email; family and friends are usually still grinding away as normal. A holiday is a welcome respite, but not the complete break we experience here if we’re lucky — the chance to sink into the slow rhythm of family-friends-food-beach until, eventually, your time feels like your own again. Now we’re headed back to work once more, which seems as good a moment as any to…
