I arrived in NZ and naturally loved it. Had some wonderful holiday times being shown around Warworth by Alexis. Lovely beaches and trees, cakes and coffee, walks and baking, petting fat cats and being excited about living the dream.
One uncomfortable night bus to Wellington later( you're not in Malaysia anymore Mary), and I was in the city of my dreams, just a little lacking in sleep. Nevertheless, I dumped my stuff in a locker at the hostel I just booked into, (the downtown backpackers on Bunny street, which I obviously picked purely for the road name) and went to walkabout town. Found a nice little cafe to have toast and what not, and use the free Internet. Did window shopping, thought about buying lots of things, applied for a couple of jobs and enquired about accommodation at a few places. Bought a new sim card and contacted a few people, mostly Alexis' friends and family who are adopting me. And walked about a lot. I was quite content, felt very productive, and by the end of it, exhausted.
3 days later and I'm like, What the hell?! Why haven't I found a job yet or a place to live. A group of people actually rejected me for being vegan. How bloody narrow minded! I felt that I kept quite cool considering, I sent a txt back saying that I didn't know veganists existed and I would just pretend the real reason is because I was too young and beautiful to live with them... Which is no doubt true.
My six month holiday has come to a very abrupt end, in part because of me trying to be overly proactive. so I've decided to try and chill out a bit, you can't do everything at once. I went to the museum yesterday, which was excellent, very enjoyable, couldn't see it all, too much history, and as I may be here for a while I can go back and see the rest later. I really hate seeing those pictures of like how much of the country was forested before and after certain times. It really makes me want to cry. The Maori singing songs about the death of a species of bird was also really emotive. I just feel so guilty about what we're doing to the planet. I need to start earning money so I can plant some trees to make up for all my air miles.
I've met a few random people too, a guy called Tenison, who offered the room he had going to someone else before I even saw it! But we e mailed a bit, and then I invited myself to see him, so we chatted at his for a bit and people watched like in rear window. There are far too many people who 'watch tv' with the lights on, whilst on their computers. Pick one and switch the rest off people!!!! Argh. It's so frustrating feeling like you are the only person who cares about these things...
Before I met Tenison, I went over to this like hippy commune place I found whilst looking to couch surf somewhere. I really liked it!!! They had a 'knit and bitch' club going on when I arrived. Everyone looked very cute sat round the living room knitting with falafel on the table, I'm sure they weren't bitching at all. Hippies don't bitch... I met this guy called Tom, who'd invited me over, but he had to rush off to play bicycle polo! They fix bikes up there, have a veg patch and an art room. It's all very cool. There's like a set of ideals to read through as you arrive basically chatting about equality and rights and how the community there helps the community at large. I met three vegans, all in one room. Amazing. I felt guilty for all the non vegan cake I've been eating... But not guilty enough to forgo my donuts this morning. ( I've made friends with the guys who work at jam nuts, I owe it to them to eat their donuts, chocolate and custard this morning). Anyway, so I hope to stay at the hippy house (pretty sure they wouldn't appreciate me calling it that) from wed for a few days. I like meeting people who are passionate about stuff, I often think I'm Not serious about enough... I guess you don't want to be too serious about things, it'll prob just make you depressed. But it's also important not to hide from truths just because they're depressing or will in some way make your life more difficult. No one knows what life is about, but I don't think it's about having as an easy a time of it as possible. To show love to others often means putting yourself out. To do the right thing, is often so much harder than doing the wrong thing.
Wow. Ok I feel ready to be vegan again and to save the world single handedly.
I always feel just on the cusp of understanding, but never quite there. Story of my life.
Just had a little incident with the Internet, using all my ten dollars worth of megabytes in about two mins because I'm stupid, downloaded an album, I think Genesis was a good choice though... " and jesus he knows me, and he knows I'm right, I've been talking to Jesus all my life.... Well he's been telling me everything's gonna be alright."
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