My Tribe
Exhausted and ready to hit the sack, the Stray bus pulled into Uncle Boys to for our overnight cultural stop. We were running late because we got lost (starting to look like a trend with me in New Zealand at this point). Even though I was looking forward to this and the hangi meal ever since I booked the trip – I was running on next to no sleep and couldn’t think of a worst day to be having a full night.
So I took my piss poor attitude and proceed with the evening while ever so slightly moaning and groaning until my little heart was content. Since we were running late – the evening started with the hangi meal before proceeding with the cultural show which we all had to take a part in. Slowly as I digested all the delicious food (especially the lamb) and my usual sunshine self poked itself through the clouds and began to beam once again.
By the end of the night – I was squealing with glee once again. The highlight had to be the boys doing the Haka for us – it was much harder than the dance the girls had to learn and despite the non-stop laughter what they did was impressive. Before I even knew it – the cultural show was over and it was time for bed. As my eyes shut heavy with sleep, the lesson I learned was that always keep an open mind as interesting experiences might come my way.
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