I am currently outside my “nomad” room inside the girls hallway in Queenstown, not to procrastinate and just get this blog done. Joe’s Complimentary Wifi connection is somewhat scitzafrenic which doesn’t help my focus whatsoever. Looking back on today at first is a blur, mostly because I have the worst short term memory of anyone I know (excluding Dory of course), but then I can remember my favorite bits and pieces and general ideas.
Two things I know for certain; Peter made it up to me today by turning a bathroom break into a playground play date! His random act of kindness led to some hardcore parqoring, heart-skipping-almost-fall, and in the end only some aging kids out of breath because of the lack of a 5 year old’s energy. Number two is that we visited a small family run sheep/cattle farm. Here, a true Kiwi passed his knowledge onto us as he and his look alike-father, with the help of 2 adorable dogs, herded sheep into pens and up to the holding area. Once this was done, the shearing began. Along the way, artsy pictures were attempted by continually tossing up a single fuzzy and waiting for it to fall into the sunlight.... fuzzies are not agreeable. Both of these activities turned out to be equally entertaining, the only issue is that my “Dory” mentality does not care to remember of what order. Eh..
Note to Parental Units and Siblings: I am going to be craving Mexican food once I am back just FYI, remember that internet is scarce with all of the moving around, you have my full consent to be jealous, and love you - miss you - mean it!
P.s. American cash DOES NOT WORK in New Zealand.. like at all.
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