Holy shit on a hot tin shit
I’m here in New Zealand.
Been here for the better part of a week, absorbing all of this NZ-ness into my pores and releasing it into my bloodstream for warmth in this cold-ass apartment (or “flat” as they say BUT THEY ARE WRONG), because I forgot it would be winter in the southern hemisphere when choosing places to study abroad this summer/fall.
Do I regret it?
THE FUCK NO
It’s a good place, this country, full of fairly polite people who are not racist. And I’ve got a washer/dryer right in my suite. So we can go ahead and call this a paradise, right?
The details will come later. For now I am concerned with preserving my limited internet usage and with getting a drink of that world-famous pristine New Zealand water.