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Pass me the Hokey Pokey
An evening that I get home from work before midnight prompts a new blog. Hooray! (By the way, I have a job and I moved to Queenstown. ) No Surprise There Well, we all know it was only a matter of time before I joined a gym. (Today marks day 5 of being in Queenstown.)…
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Friday the 13th: Ode to public toilets
Today is Friday the 13th. How can one NOT write a blog on Friday the 13th? Well, perhaps one such as myself, who doesn’t have anything eerie to say, or anything that involves severed heads or people in hockey masks or even the good ol’ F.K. (Freddy Kruger, which reminds me of the nickname…
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Blogger’s Paradise, or really, Anyone’s Paradise
Too! Many! Updates! Brain. Overload. (death noise) To begin with, I arrived in New Zealand on Sunday, to Dunedin, a coastal city on the southeastern side of the southern island (you’ll probably have to scroll down to see it): Dunedin was described by Nigel (aka “The Man”) as being “more Scottish than the Scottish.” Little…
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Welcome to New Zealand; Wow, that’s a lot of sheep.
Fun fact: Did you know, there are more sheep in New Zealand than people? I haven’t seen THAT many sheep yet, but I did notice cows at the airport when we landed. Speaking of landing, I believe a place can be more or less accurately judged by the experience one has at its…
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Notes on Sydney
As a tribute to my Australian visit, I compiled a list of notable things. Tips for Travelers (most of which I learned the hard way): A US citizen needs a visa to visit (VISIT) Australia. It’s best to do this online rather than last minute, at the airport, because you didn’t know you needed a…
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Lost People Need Cell Phones
Being without a phone is so difficult! Back in the States (yes, I speak the lingo now), I used to enjoy hiding my phone from myself and being un-contact-able, disconnected from facebook and the internet and the world at large. But being in a foreign place without such a luxury is difficult because half of…
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Scotsmen come with Australian recommendation
So, I’m laying on the beach yesterday. Scratch that. I’m laying on the grassy knoll above the beach because the wind is blowing, and blowing sand is a bit like being pelted with small razors, particularly when it gets in one’s eye (which I’m thrilled to report, did happen. Twice). The beach is called Cronulla,…
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An Aussie New Year
If you can believe it, I almost did nothing for New Year’s. Traveling for 5,493 hours (approx) will do that to people, make them want to crawl into bed at 9:30pm fully clothed and drooling before their head hits the pillow. Besides, I felt like I had a lot of cons working against me. CONS Residence…
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“Down” but not out!
Hello dear readers! I’m back! For those of you who noticed my absence, one—wow, thanks, and two—I apologize. The time has come for me to blog again because, if you didn’t check this update here, I am headed to the other side of the world. [I wanted to say, “To the Land Down Under!” but I’m only…
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The DMV nightmare
It started with the MVD, i.e., My Version of Damnation, or the “Motor Vehicle Division” as they like you to believe. (My friend is convinced it’s actually one of Dante’s levels of hell, and I think that’s a more accurate assessment.) So the Judge (my father) and I go to this circle of doom on Monday of…
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