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| Myself and Marley, the super cool Dutch surfer chick. |
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| Myself and Laura, the German love of my life. |
| Veronica, the Canadian booty shaker, and Andrea, the English giggle-puss. |
Living the dream baby, living the dream...
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| Myself and Marley, the super cool Dutch surfer chick. |
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| Myself and Laura, the German love of my life. |
| Veronica, the Canadian booty shaker, and Andrea, the English giggle-puss. |
| One of the quirks of Melbourne city |
| The view from the bar... |
| Coffee by the beach - approx 2 min walk from our house :) |
Ah I love Sydney.
I was only here for a week before I move onto Melbourne but i'm glad I stopped by. There is so much to see and do here that you're never bored, and even when you haven't planned to do anything the city has a way of surprising you. Like today for instance. My flight is in the evening so I just needed to fill my time until then. There wasn't anything I particularly wanted to do so I thought i'd just go for a walk round the shops, chill in a park, maybe read my book. I made it so far as the general shopping area and ended up spending the afternoon sitting in the sun listening to an awesome band, and consequently buying their CD :-) .
The rest of the week was spent reconnecting with friends and organising myself. I had coffee with my gorgeous flat mate and visited our old land lady, and thanks to my fabulous land lady I went to the Harry Potter museum exhibition and got overly excited with all the other nerds. I went to the museum of contemporary arts with the girls from pontoon and had tea and cakes in the roof top cafe, and I finished the week with an epic night out with fellow oz-introers. It was a great night out but apparently the guys in my room also had a big night, and consequently one of them was sick, several times, all over the floor. Oh the joys of shared accomodation. Oh and if that wasn't bad enough, he was sleeping in it. Yes. He had fallen asleep on the floor, thrown up his double cheese pizza, and then gone back to sleeping. Lovely. Thank goodness I was checking out.
As well as all the fun and games I had some down time to sort myself out. Travelling is hard work (don't scoff) so it's good to have a day or so to double check plans, book more trips, and finally... sleep! It's even better when you can do this whilst sunbathing in Hyde Park, or by the pool in the hostel :-) . Then on top of that finding myself a job in Melbourne whilst lying by the pool chatting to someone I just met makes life even easier.
Oh yeah... i'm still living the dream.
What better way to say farewell to NZ than with rugby, a bit night out, and family.
The Auckland Blues were playing the Wellington Hurricanes at Eden park so a group of us went, and if I wasn't hooked on rugby before I am now. It was an awesome game, and a very kiwi past time so I felt like I had really experienced NZ properly. The weather was also perfect so that was a bonus :-) . The next day was reserved for packing. I didn't get very far. I got distracted by skyping my parents, eating too much, and watching Love Actually. A lovely day made even better by a trip into Auckland in the evening :-) , and just another confirmation that you meet the best people whilst travelling.
Good friends * (lots of cider + ring of fire) = piggy back rides, face plants in the road, and a good amount of dancing :-D .
My last day here was another relaxing one. Mainly because I was tentatively waiting for a hangover that never arrived. In the evening my Uncle, Aunt and I went out for dinner and then to the Hot pools. Getting into a bikini isn't something I would normally do after eating a curry, but sitting in a 40° pool definitely felt good :-) . Plus it was nice to just spend time with family before heading back to Oz. My cousins are so much fun to be around and had me laughing for most of my stay. My aunt and uncle are awesome too, they're some of the coolest/nicest people i've met, and so easy to talk to (made evident by the many evenings spent chatting for hours). Oh... and my aunt makes the best chicken casserole EVER :-)
I'm not ashamed to say I was a tad teary when I got on the plane.
Warning... NZ bacon isn't like British bacon. I have experienced this a few times now and whilst eagerly biting down on my bacon sandwich a few days ago, only to be disappointed by the tasteless plastic like contents, I decided the world must be warned.
Anyway, in actual travel news, a very hung over me left Christchurch for Kaikora. It's a very pretty coastal town where you can go whale watching, dolphin swimming, fishing... or simply pig out on amazing fish 'n' chips and lie on the beach. I say beach in a loose sense as there is no sand. It's just large grey pebbles, so not that comfortable to lie on but with a bit of wriggling it's good enough. The next stop was Wellington, but to get here we had to cross the dreaded Cook straight again and this time the ferry, wasn't as cold but, was a lot rougher and consequently took an hour or so longer. Sleep and movies made the time fly by and soon we arrived at our hostel. Being such crazy kids and all we had a bit of a party in Wellington. First there was our fish party, where we all stood in the kitchen eating fresh fish and crayfish that Mark had caught in Kaikora, and then a tea party, where we all sat in reception drinking tea, listening to music, and being seranaded by the reception staff. Not the crazy alcohol filled night we had talked about, but a much better night just relaxing with friends. Then... onto Rotorua. It actually wasn't as bad this time. The smell still takes some getting used to but it's not constant so you can concentrate on other things, like $5 dominos pizza, free BBQ, and drinks with your room mates :-) .
After a very long travel day out of Rotorua we finally arrived back in Auckland. I said a sad goodbye to my bus driver Trouble (who I had been with since I got to the South island) and a very happy hello to my Aunt :-) .