Monday, 8.00pm: Just finished induction for my new job and faced with another fairly empty week to fill. I've already arranged to meet up with Lyle tomorrow, a fellow ex-RAL'er in Welly but we haven't decided yet what to do. I've got an idea, I text Lyle.* Monday, 10.30pm: We leave Wellington, petrol and fluids topped up, Big Mac in the tummy, ZM on the radio.
* Monday, 2.30am: We arrive in National Park and drive the last 15 mins to Bex' farmhouse. I've let Bex know I'm coming, but she has no idea Lyle is with me (they're close friends who don't see anywhere near enough of each other).
* Tuesday, 6.30am: You should see Bex' face when she sees Lyle.
* Tuesday, afternoon: I'm knackered, but we've had an incredible day of skiing and catching up with people. Lyle quit earlier in the day and has been drinking all afternoon waiting for me. Makes for fun playing and sliding in the snow in the car parks.
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Tuesday, 10.30pm: We're in the snow again. We won the pub quiz, so back up the mountain to check it out at night.
Tuesday, 10.30pm: We're in the snow again. We won the pub quiz, so back up the mountain to check it out at night.* Wednesday, 11.00am: I've had breakfast with G and now Lyle and I are back in the car, heading south. This particular random act of spontaneity is over.
I love it.
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