New Zealand Index

Auckland
Northland
Heading South
Wellington
Traveling again
West Coast
Picking Apples
Road to Qtown
Kinloch
Southland
Queenstown
Heading North
Queen Charlette Wilderness Park
to Taranaki
Central Plateau
The End

OK, so I Know I’ve been bad about Wellington. I just have had no idea how to write about it. I wasn’t in the mood when I was there, and now every time I start I just keep getting bogged down in the details. So, what I think I will do is give the briefest of summaries about it just to get it off my back.

So I drove down from Napier, and met up with some friends I had met in Auckland. They had a room that wasn’t being used so I now had a place to stay. I stayed there for the first two weeks, and while I was looking for a job. Then just after I found a job, I got a place. This was about the fifth or sixth one I had looked at, and the third one that I liked. Even though I think the first two would have been great places to live, I am so happy I got my place, because my flatmates were the best. To back track a little, in the week before I moved in to my flat, I got a job. I wasn’t sure how long I was going to work here, for the job was door-to-door sales, of cell phone contracts. In the first couple weeks, I thought about quitting everyday, but I was making enough money, and I had as much fun as not. So this takes me to Christmas time. Except that on the day I get my flat, my friends steve and malin come into town. This is both good and bad timing. Good as in that I was moving into a new flat, so the room I was staying in was available for them for a little while. But bad, because now I was living at a new place and working so I didn’t have much time to hang out. But it was fun to have them around. Steve stayed for about two weeks, and malin stayed till after Christmas. And for Christmas, I spent it with all these people, as my flatmates all went home. This week between xmas and new years was just pure relaxation. I didn’t have work, so I spent most of my time playing GTA San Andreas. Then it comes to new years. I really had no idea what I was going to do. I don’t really see my flatmate all day, and I find out that a party I was thinking about trying to go to was invite only. So I had one last resort, and that was a party, that my only friend who I actually hung out with, was going to. This was a party at a friend of her boyfriends and I turned out to be fairly fun. We all ran down to the bars just before midnight, and had our new years there. It turned out to be a great new years, and that’s all on that. So after this I was half heartedly looking for jobs, and really starting to hate mine. I started thinking about what to do, as in maybe moving on. The irony was that I really loved my house. Then it just came to a point where I new I had to leave. I started talking to my boss about leaving, and he conned me into staying till the end of Feb., so I could do a uni campaign, which was almost guaranteed money. But then I got good at the job in the last few weeks, which made me feel better about the whole thing. Looking back on it, I’m glad I did it, but I think my time in Wellington could have been spent in a better manner, but I did have fun and learn a lot, so that’s that. Really, the only thing that was truly hard about leaving was saying bye to my flatmates. And then I left. And the south island is next. That’s the short version, and who knows when or if I’ll go into more detail.