NZ so far

So, how IS New Zealand now I’ve been here a while?

In some ways it’s a disappointment. But then I’ve not got my arse in gear to venture far enough (i.e. South Island, from what I hear) to see the bits that aren’t just like home with parochial but friendlier people. And that’s also in comparison to colourful, incredibly challenging SE Asia. Something I’ve still not quite got over.

For the same reasons it’s almost a relief. It’s like home. It’s not challenging. It’s friendly.

What I’m not clear on is which of the two I want, but then who is?

What I do know is that a lot has changed between leaving home and getting here. I’ve been to SE Asia. I’m single. I’ve been unemployed for six months (dual result – lazy as shit and with less cashflow). I’ve become very used to being alone and doing my own thing (but equally long to be with people who I know and who know me). I’m less uptight.

I could continue that list for a long time, but that captures most of it. Right now, I’m not sure where to turn. I’m pretty much in the same position as a month ago when I first left SE Asia. Except I’m concocting my get-out-of-Auckland plan. Oh, and due to a combination of late night phonecalls, books, parties and random chats with childhood friends’ parents, my body clock is so completely buggered up there’s no reasoning with it.

So far: I’ve bashed away at a national drum workshop day (incl. taiko and samba, raaaaaargh), I’ve been fishing and caught huge things like hammerhead sharks, I’ve met up with old friends, I’ve been to the Coromandels and lost myself on deserted beaches, I’ve given talks to primary school kids about my Borneo exploits, I’ve watched a LOT of TV.

I like New Zealand. I really do. I’m meeting some great people and laying excellent foundations for when I do venture out of my cushtie hidie-hole south of Auckland and go see more of it. They are so hospitable, the nurse at the doctor’s surgery has even said she’ll put me up when I’m over her way. Brilliant!
Plan next? Well, I’m applying to ski season jobs (June-Oct), possibly fruit-picking for most of April, then good ol’ L joins me out here for a month of South Island frolics. Can’t wait! After October? Well, that’s a lifetime away