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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Day 1 @ 1/13/2010 09:46:00 PM

So my munchkins, I have returned from my amazing week spent in Queenstown, New Zealand. And as much as I love all/most of you, I would much rather still be there. I spent the last several days desperately trying to convince my parents to either extend the trip, let me stay or turn a blind eye as I hid in the mountains(thanks for that suggestion Tracy). As a way of remembering my trip better, I made video diaries for each day (except the first and last because they were half days and nothing eventful happened). So for the next week, each day will be a recap of a day spent in Queenstown (or the surrounding towns). This trip has awakened inside of me several things, and these were awakened by people and places. Firstly, I adore the feeling of being free and exploring a new country. Going for afternoon walks on my own didn't phase me one bit. Secondly, how much more I enjoy it there than I ever have in Australia. I'm sorry, nothing against the people. It just felt, I can't explain it. Leaving today felt horrible. Plus, material wise, everything I could need is there. But I've realised that there is more to life than material things or finding that perfect man (members of the opposite sex can spend hours abandoned in the middle of no where without a romantic spark, trust me) or spending hours on the internet. Thirdly, I really have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life, but I do want to travel a hell of a lot before settling. I blame some of the boys for that realisation.

So basically, on the first day we woke up almost illegally early, and caught a direct flight. I was groggy and unresponsive for the majority of the first day due to lack of sleep and having taken a tablet as a precaution against travel sickness. But I do remember exploring the town and not truly appreciating its beauty until the next day, having a nap and getting an ugly pattern imprinted on my cheek from my bed and going to the most amazing restaurant where I had duck and whitebait for the first time.

And that's basically the first day. :)

Until next time fellow humans....


Eleanor does Queenstown


It is beautiful

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eleanor, a 20 year old Australian. I'm introverted, socially awkward, a bit of a wallflower and prefer the company of books. I write and live in a fantasy land. I believe in love in all its forms. Harry Potter changed my life. My patronus is a unicorn.

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