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Hidden Gem: One Night Stand – Apparently Not!

To be perfectly honest, I’m not quite sure where to begin with this but was urged by girlfriends to blog about it as its one of those discoveries (like no shoes) that leaves you baffled at the best of times.  I figure the place to start is how kiwis (for the record, different and unrelated people throughout the course of my stay) have explained it to us.   It all starts off with a binge drinking night out where fuelled by alcohol, you pash and go home with someone.  One night stand and that’s that right?  Well if you’re in NZ then NO because if it happens again in the future (days, weeks, months…whatever) it means that you like the person and if things don’t go as expected then the fallback is to blame the booze.  That being said, if it happens a 3rd time than BAM, you’re in a relationship.  Maybe it’s just the people I know but this is a major WTF moment as to us this means friends with benefits or booty call not RELATIONSHIP.

Also, when they’ve had a few then it doesn’t seem to deter the kiwi if you do or don’t want to be part of their dating ritual.  Single, married (fidelity isn’t one of those things that automatically comes with marriage in these parts), perverted or just plain crazy – they will aggressively come after you like a bull in a china shop.  It will lead to awkward moments where you get picked up and twirled or pushed up against walls and have your face licked or have someone jam their tongue in your ear or if you’re me – ALL OF THE ABOVE!  Sometimes I think my being Canadian must lead kiwis to confuse me with a popsicle but that’s not even half as awkward as having to explain to someone that just because we’ve had brunch, it doesn’t mean that it’s okay to tell everyone that we’re a couple.

Keep in mind that all the above is nothing but a generalization but in my humble opinion, take it as the rule and not the exception.  All good though because what my time in NZ has taught me is that maybe I’m a hopeless romantic or atleast someone not willing to put up with being man-handled by intoxicated individuals who are so socially awkward that they’re unable to approach me while sober.  I may come across as a prude but the one thing I know for certain is that I’m looking for quality not quantity and can spot the difference despite how hard a guy might try.

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Just Me, Myself, And I

Chris Booth sculpture on the island's southern headland

For some strange reason, I am slightly obsessed with exploring as many of the Hauraki Gulf Islands as I possibly can before I leave the country.  Rotoroa Island has been high on the hit list ever since it opened itself up to visitors late last year but for one reason or another it was never the right time (okay, truth be told it’s because of the weather – hello, what happened to summer!).

So what‘s a girl to do?  I can’t get a soul to commit to an all day island excursion with me and the weather (once again…surprise, surprise!) isn’t playing ball either.  As this is my second last weekend left in the country, it’s a now or never decision.  Sadly, it’s also one that I made while half asleep and set off for Rotoroa Island on my own despite how glum it looked outside with the hope that the clouds will burn off by the afternoon and I’ll have a beautiful day on the island (sometimes I deserve a punch to the face for my optimism).

By two o’clock, the delusions have faded and I’ve quickly come to terms with the fact that it’s a total shit day and I have nothing left to

View from the top of the North Trail

do.  All the trails have been done with a stop at every look out  – even the steep ones that I was trying to avoid at first.  I was cold and grumpy and if I could have rocked up to a bar until the ferry came to get me then solo drinking would have been my activity of choice to pass the time.  A little ironic as this island was originally off-limits to everyone except for a few people who were isolated there for alcohol and drug rehabilitation.

Sadly, there was no bar, no booze (let’s not delve too deeply at things I left back on the mainland), and boredom had set in.  That said, I have no regrets on going to the island as it was something that I wanted to do.  I would, however, not recommend anyone else go there on anything other than a beautiful summer’s day or on their own as there just isn’t enough to do to keep yourself entertained for an entire day.


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Feels Like Deja Vu?

The Airline That I'll Be Flying With

I’m sitting in my room making piles of keepers, maybes, donations, and trash where the only thing that I’m certain of is that I suck at packing  (sadly, this blog entry may be my way to avoid the task at hand but anyone in my shoes would do the same exact thing!).  The thing is, earlier this year, I made the discussion to quit my life in NZ and in two short weeks, I’ll be setting off to anywhere but here.  It was a decision that I wasn’t planning on making at this time but certain circumstances forced my hand and so here I am attempting to jam my life into two suitcases once again.

Yes, I said two suitcases as I’m now taking an extra bag despite the fact that the airline I’m flying with only allows 1 checked bag with my international ticket that cost $1749.63.  At the time I booked, my rational was that a  12 day stopover in the Cook Islands on my way back to Vancouver was well worth the hassle of only 1 checked bag but I’m now starting to reconsider that.  Turns out shipping anything into Canada costs a pretty penny and so I’m left with a lot of packing, weighing, unpacking before repacking it all once again.  Eventually, I’ll get it right but right now its the one thing that stressing me beyond belief as there are certain sentimental items (and shoes) that I refuse to leave behind.

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Hopefully It Comes In Threes?

Halloween cake pops

As I was putting the finishing touches on my Halloween cake pops on Sunday, I had no idea the epic fail that was in store for me this week. It’s as though one bad thing keeps happening after another and I’m not sure if its even safe to leave the house again – I’m seriously starting to wonder if bad luck qualifies as a reason for a sick day.

It all started out on Halloween.  Hands down, Halloween is my favourite holiday of the year.  I love the treats…the tricks…and all the other silliness that comes along with it.  I love costumes, dressing up on the 31st, and having treats all day long (mmm, sugar high).  Without going into the gory details, Halloween has coloured my opinion of New Zealand and just like water through wine, I’m having a hard time seeing the positive.

So Monday was a stink day but it can only get better, right?  WRONG!  It seems like Tuesday somehow managed to be worse.  I’m less than a week away to my first of two trips to Oz  this year and I end up breaking my camera.  My pretty pink ELPH that’s been everywhere with me from the moment I started this journey is done.  I looked into repairing my ELPH but it was going to cost more than a brand new camera so I did what any other sensible person would do and bought another camera.  Its plain, boring, and black but will get the job done.

That’s when I was hit with the next question – what job does this new camera really need to do?  The thing is, I was greeted with the good news that my upcoming tour to Oz was cancelled right after I bought the camera.  Yes, a tour that I booked months ago and one that should have been starting in under a week – CANCELLED!   My flights are booked and the shuttle is picking me up at 6am on Saturday but when I get there – NOTHING.  I will have to manage to get myself from point A to B so I can fly out from the correct city but that’s all folks.

At this point, I’m not sure if the universe is trying to tell me something or if all bad things just comes in 3s and this was just my turn.  I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.  Stay tuned…

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Amber Alert – Missing Jandal!

identical twin of the missing jandal

It started out as any ordinary Saturday.  Spring was in the air and it seemed only right to make our way to Piha for a nice and relaxing afternoon.  Unfortunately, the events that unfolded at the beach this particular Saturday lead it to be anything but. 
The incident that made the afternoon take a downhill turn was a photo shoot on the beach.   Two cameras belonging to two goofy girls with a whole lot of spunk should make for harmless fun right?  Well, when I’m involved – NO!  For some strange reason (okay, it was to get a better angle as I’m obviously looking to go pro) I decided that it was fine to stick my foot in a pool of water that had accumulated between two rocks.  Turns out that it wasn’t just any pool of water that I put my foot into…it was quicksand.  YES – mother fucking QUICKSAND!       
So at the end of the day it didn’t matter if I got the better angle or not as my foot/leg started quickly sinking.  Thankfully, my Canadian

last location the jandal was seen

companion quickly came and yanked me out as if she was saving me on Piha Rescue.  Sadly, in this process, my jandal slipped off my foot and was lost in the murky muddy water.  After combing the beach for supplies (okay, we were hunting for a stick) a rescue was attempted for the jandal but NOTHING.  The jandal had disappeared into this air.  After what seemed like a lifetime and a billion strange looks from people passing by – we gave up.    
What I was left with was the big question of how I was going to get over the rocks without proper footwear.  There was no way that my feet would be able to handle a kiwi as no shoe moment.  Luckily, after some further inspection of the beach – another jandal (right foot…wrong size) was magically in our path.  It was too big and it felt a little awkward but this fate meeting helped me climb over the rocks in order to make it back to civilization once again.  The lesson I learned this weekend is to NEVER EVER stick your foot in odd pools of water…especially if wearing jandals
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