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| An amazing view that you can't see because it's too sunny |
Saturday morning
It is a good day today. I have been waiting for it all week. Today is the day my Danish friends (the girls I visited in Wellington) come to visit. They are asleep right now in my room, exhausted after the long bus ride from Wellington to Auckland. I knew they would be, so I had prepared the morning for them with a nice breakfast, a dip in the spa, a shower and then finally a bed. I imagine they will appreciate the bed most of all, after their 8 hour bus drive through the night.
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| Good morning Tilde (2:00 pm) |
A weekend full of plans
We have a lot of plans for the weekend. Tonight we will have a barbecue and a party, tomorrow we will do exactly the same as last Sunday. Go to church and to the Chinese restaurant afterwards. By the time we are done with that I hope any potential hangovers will be gone and we will be ready for more adventures. Monday and Tuesday I will have to work, while they explore Auckland on their own and Tuesday evening it's time for the Backstreet Boys concert.
More visits
Earlier in the week I had a visit from another Danish friend. I met Djernæs in the city Monday after work. It was his second-last day in New Zealand after a three month stay. He has had a great adventure travelling the country as a backpacker. After a while he settled in Christchurch and found a job in construction. Although that may seem less glamorous than the wild life as a backpacker, I can definitely relate to the feeling of wanting a home. I feel like we have both come to the same conclusion: exploring places is fun, but living in places is where the real experience awaits.
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| Sunday evening at Long Bay |
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| May is the coldest month of the year you know... |
Earlier in the week I had a visit from another Danish friend. I met Djernæs in the city Monday after work. It was his second-last day in New Zealand after a three month stay. He has had a great adventure travelling the country as a backpacker. After a while he settled in Christchurch and found a job in construction. Although that may seem less glamorous than the wild life as a backpacker, I can definitely relate to the feeling of wanting a home. I feel like we have both come to the same conclusion: exploring places is fun, but living in places is where the real experience awaits.
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