Ahhh New Zealand. Everyone must come here. It's peaceful, healthy, beautiful, and I've been here less than 12 hours. Maybe I'm just grateful to be rid the dreaded USAir. My bag is yet to be seen by me, but it is in NZ and on its way here. I should see it soon. How I long for deodorant!
Moving on. Dad and I are staying at a lovely hostel called the Brown Kiwi in Ponsonby (a trendy neighborhood in Auckland - I'm kinda surprised Dad picked this but hey good call). There's comfy beds, a big kitchen to cook in, two guitars to play and interesting people to chat with. And a garden to eat/read/relax in. Yay!
Today we meandered (well Dad's meandering isn't my meandering, but whatevs) around the harbor and ate cheese sandwiches. The traveling has (really) begun! As long as I get my bag tonight, we're off to Rotorua tomorrow.
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Cheese sandwiches? LUCKY
Don't forget to put pics up here. Blurry Stedman would have ruled.
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