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“Kelli and Susan drove down state highway 47, looking out the windows at volcanoes and eating chocolates while listening to Flogging Molly,” Kelli narrated. “Fear and Loathing has nothing on us!” I returned. “Except hallucinogenics.” It’s a whole new phase of my NZ experience – Kelli Time! It’s strange to me: here I am, back […] For most of today, I have managed to forget that it’s that day. Kelli arrived at the crack of dawn and has stepped fearlessly into the role of Navigator / Parking Helper / Decisive Plan-Maker. Thank God for that, as my return to Auckland (civilization! a city! oh, the horror!) has been less than successful. […] Several songs come to mind at this point… “…just spent six months in a leaky boat” “…we all live in a yellow submarine” My boat isn’t a submarine (though it is painted yellow), and whether it’s leaky or not I can’t say, as it’s in permanent dry dock on top of a hill, but it’s […] I rejoined civilization at 10pm yesterday, and all I have to say is this: YAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! It’s about 70 degrees F, the sun is out, I’m wearing a skirt and no shoes, and I just woke up from a nap in a sunny patch of grass with Lumir. In the last 24 hours (less than, actually), […] It’s 11:00 at night when I step out of the coffee house with Andre, Justin, and Sky. We’ve spent the last half hour or so cozied up to the wooden, paneled bar, chatting, spinning on our bar stools, enjoying the selection of NZ and Aussie wines and trading banter with Dave the bartender. It’s way […] I don’t really have time to do this past week justice. I’m not sure that it would be possible, in fact, to do it justice. It’s been that good. But if I don’t write it now, it will never get written, and if nothing else, the pictures that go with this particular episode need a […] It’s all happening. I’m going! I’m going to Antarctica!! ::unintelligible shrieks of joy and amazement:: Oh, wow. Wow, wow, and yes, wow. Life, at the moment, is so good that it hurts. So good, in fact, that you see I write it out in plain English, without fear or superstition that I might somehow jinx […] Arthur’s Pass – the town at the highest elevation in NZ, and about a kilometer away from the mountain pass of the same name. I spent three frosty, cold (but fantastic) days camping for free next to the Bealey River, cooking on my tiny little Trangia stove, and shooing the noisy keas away from Dr. […] So much to say, so little time to say it! In the past three weeks, I… Visited Queenstown with Moni – Drove his car, The Beast (twin turbo engine, sports shift, v6, responsive and oh so smooth on the corners), south through the Canterbury Plains and the barren, imposing Lindis Pass. Wandered about the town, […] I know, I know, you haven’t heard from me in ages. Am I alive? Am I well? Have I gone round the twist or fallen off the face of the earth? Yes. Yes. Not really, and no. Rather, I’ve been sucked into the routine and life that is Lake Tekapo and the Godley Resort. Time […] |
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