Flying Away on the Spaceship!!

Change of original plan. I shall be sleeping this for the next two weeks:

Hello back pain and cold sandwiches!!! Click the link to actually see the company, its actually a really sweet deal and will probably save us several hundred, if not more than that, dollars.

We are going to the Weta Workshop (click link to see) and I am pretty excited about that. And the zoo, and the Te Papa (YAY for being open til 9 on Thursdays!!)

Ask away!

As I am totally exhausted and cannot form proper sentences, I propose this to you, ask us anything about our trip so far, or anything related, New Zealand, why we are crazily doing this, anything!

Proper posts to come when I have slept and have better internet.

Randoms:

-Hotels here give you a milk carton when you check in. For your coffee in the morning. The U.S. should adopt this.

-Hotels also seem to be closed by 9pm. The U.S. should NOT adopt that part.

-Mead is honey wine. The term "honeymoon" comes from men drinking mead for the first month of marriage to promote male offspring. Bet you didn't know that!

Bits and pieces.

(Us on North Head)

Things we have learned so far:

-You have to ask for your check at meals, or you will sit there for hours.

-Feijoa is pineapple guava.

-Hokey Pokey is delicious. So is lamb pizza.

-Apparently we have an affinity to eating at Irish Pubs in foreign countries.

-Kiwis treat the Treaty of Waitangi like we treat Thanksgiving. It was an awful thing we did to the native culture, but we celebrate it anyway.

-Pita Pit is everywhere. And Subways are like Starbucks in the US. There is one on every corner.

-Milo is the best cereal on the face of the planet.

-The sun here is far more intense than anwhere in the states.

-Barefoot in gas stations = totally normal.

-North Head is the most beautiful mount I have ever seen.

-20 celsius is about 68 fahrenheit. Aka awesome.

-Grocery stores in the Auckland CBD are non-existant.

-I was born in the wrong country fashion wise. It brings out a creepy shoe desire in me.

The Maori part of the Waitangi Treaty Grounds. And us being giant goofballs.

That's all I have for now. I have a million pictures and a million things to say, but this is my first online-ing ability and its 1am. So when its regular, I promise there shall be more!

there. here. both.

Alive in Auckland. 35 hours of travel BLOWS.

36 hours.

24 hours later...my suitcase situation has barely changed. I just can't bring myself to put the stuff in it. I have the list. I have stuff gathered. Just go in! However, this whole shoe saga....I need a suitcase for shoes. (Never thought I would be one to say that)

I am the ultimate list maker. And including my wedding, I have never loathed looking at list more than I do right now....


Edit: Packing is a nightmare. My suitcases weigh 84. I have to cut down to 70. And that's just GOING. Coming back after a few months....screwed.

FYI.

PS. If you haven't picked up on it yet. Here's the quick synopsis.

-We are moving to New Zealand on Tuesday.
-We have no jobs.
-We have no place to live.
-We have holiday working visas.
-This means we can be there for 12 months.
-Here is where you can catch up on our lovely antics and photos.

Questions?

T Minus the weekend...

We leave in four days. I have a list of things to do for every day taped to the wall. And at the end of every day as I cross off the day, and add all of the undone things to the next day.

Needless to say, the stress is building up. The nerves are too. Somewhat. It's like I am super excited to be there, I am not nervous at all about being in New Zealand, without a job, without a place to live, not knowing what the next day brings. I have zero problem with this. What does worry me, is that I won't be here at the same time. I can't take care of my house, I cant hang out with my family, and especially, the loves of my life, the kitties. Myla has been acting weird since we got back from spring break, and I have no idea how this will affect her. They have each other, and Chris will be here.

Thats another thing, who knows how long that will last. He is a homebody, and even if this is his home, I worry about how much time he will spend here, and how well he will actually take care of it. I will come back and find 3 month old dishes, the bathroom hasnt been cleaned once, and the sheets are beyond repair. Or he will leave a door or a window open and Olivia the Escapist is gone. Or that he will leave something out and they will get sick. See? This is why I can handle the unknown country of kiwis, but the fear of leaving here is MUCH worse.

I won't even get into the sheer terror of watching my bank account drop this low...thats a heart attack waiting to happen!

But anyways, I have a list to get to, and things to fret, but sometime soon, more excitement will kick in. I am sure of it!