This, I think, will be my mantra for the next few months, repeated frequently with deep breaths in between. Yes, I'm back in NZ and wondering why I'm here.
I spent a lovely weekend with Courtney. We went to San Diego and checked out the zoo and spent a day driving around L.A. Then I began my 13 hour, teeth-grindingly frustrating flight to Auckland. Seriously folks, if you're travelling with kids, please drug them up before takeoff. I'm not talking drugging to the point of unconsciousness; I just want them mellowed out so they're not up all night playing, whining, screaming or kicking seat backs. Might I suggest marijuana.
I'm now in Wellington and, while I love seeing my friends again, NZ itself as been a bit of a disappointment so far. It's cold, grey, rainy, windy and wet... and it's summer. I'm wearing 3 layers and had to borrow a hat from Jo. And everything's crazy expensive here. I was looking for a haircut today. Nothing fancy; just a trim. The cheapest I was quoted was $72. I paid ₩15,000 in Korea and $15 in New Orleans. I paid $30 at the chemist for some personal items that I could've bought at Walgreens for about $8 in the States. Vodafone, bless them, reallocated my mobile number to someone else while I was away and wanted to charge me $40 for a new SIM card (no credit, just the card). New Zealand, it seems, has excelled in the art of price gouging while I was away.
I'm in Wgtn until Wednesday then I'm heading down to Christchurch. I don't know how long I'll stay but given that I'm already pining for New Orleans and I've been away less than a week, a long stay isn't looking to be on the cards.