The simple pleasures of life are nothing more than a movie and chai lattes with friends. My trip into Welly this time around was different from all the rest as I refrained from gallivanting around town and spent quality time with good friends. Like always, our conversations revolve around trying to figure out this so-called life. Hours of chit-chat have led me to the conclusion that we can’t agree on whether its possible for guys and girls to be friends…there’s a plan man amongst us…never boldly question a kiwi man about lingerie (again anyway)…there’s masculine females and feminine males…and if it’s cold then go to “bid”.
All the above and more are a result of motor mouths and listening faces. In a weird sort of way its like my very own coming of age story and how my partners in conversational crime have come to change my life. What’s even stranger is that I can’t wait until my next visit to Welly so we can all pick up where we left off. It’s good to finally find people who help you laugh at the drama that everyday life brings.