I’ve been out of touch with the world for almost two weeks now – by two weeks I mean 10 days – by the world I mean the Internet. Travelled down to Christchurch to help support some incredible people making a mosaic there; now in Ohakune with my friends, the Tuckers, not thinking about work (even thinking about not thinking about work is somewhat stressful).
I’m headed back to reality tmrw night, after, hopefully, a great day snowboarding on Mt Ruapehu. For now, I live in a nice wee illusion that my world is a Alpine Retreat.
Here’s what the last two weeks looked like:
- Flying to, and from Christchurch (feels like a small town – flat – great cafe’s (especially the Java Lounge (can you have parentheses inside parentheses?)) – southern looking people (long hair – beards) – secound hand bookshops and antique stores – coffee – coffee – coffee - cold – exciting new start ups)
- Not buying an iPhone because it would cost NZ$1000 (but when my contract is up for renewal in November it’ll only be $500).
- Travelling 1500 km’s on Sunday (Chch to AKL, AKL to Papamoa, Papamoa to Ohakune).
- SNOWBOARDING.
- Mount Ruapehu, as of yet, has not erupted. I, as of yet, have not been consumed by a pile of burning rocks.
- My friend Bob David, started a blog and it’s awesome. BobDavid, actually helped me become neurotic about the correct use of possessive apostrophes; he inspired me to use semicolons and other grammatical thingys to slowly take over the world. Slowly. (Crap, was that a fragment?).
- Mulled wine!
- Failed my warrant of fitness on account of bung shock absorbers. Yay!
A siren just went off, which either means the volunteer fire brigade has to go put out a fire, or that the mountain is about to spew out burning lava. I’ll leave you in suspense.
You can leave me a *suspenseful* comment.
P.S. While publishing this post, I’ve been watching cafe ‘63 on sky (music). Who knew that Eddie Murphy had a music career!? Watch this. Watch it now.
