i realise this blog is getting crazy out-of-date, considering these images are from when i was in Auckland in May of '09. so now i am officially one year behind myself.
which means a i have a whole year's worth of images on back-log, and that thought alone is enough to give me a head-ache and turn me to the bottle.
so i'll try for a renewed effort at getting these posts up. i'm not known for my determination, but i'll at least give it a shot.
so back to these photos:
this Auckland visit was a continuation of my Melbourne trip that i just wrote about, and i was lucky enough to be in Auckland on the same day as my mate, Dusan, who was on a Brisbane/Auckland trip.
our day went like this:
walked around this town with Dusan's mate Alessandro, mostly in the rain, ran into a few other crew members, grabbed a meal at a mexican restaurant down on the water, went hunting for iPhones (someone told us they were cheapest in Auckland -- it didn't matter, no store had any in stock that they were prepared to sell to Dusan & Alessandro, they must hate Serbians or Italians, that's my guess), went to see what exactly a "viaduct" is (i still have no idea), have some drinks in some girl's hotel room before heading out to see what Auckland's night-life had to offer (not much, as it turns out, no offense Auckland).
Dusan woke up early and went sky-diving the next morning.
at the other end of the excitement scale, i slept. well, slept and then got a starbucks and a fridge magnet. which is just as exciting as sky-diving, now that i think about it. and that's how i spend 24 hours in Auckland. (i promise i'll go sky-diving next time -- that 7am start just seems so unGodly, even before you factor in the throwing-yourself-out-of-a-plane part)
Auckland didn't feel much different to Australia, which im sure won't surprise anyone greatly. At times i had to remind myself that i wasn't in Brisbane. it has similar stores to the ones we have in Australia, people look the same, as equally multi-cultural, though a dramatically different accent, even if my friends from the Northern Hemisphere struggle to recognise a difference -- which is fine cos i can't tell the difference between an American accent and a Canadian one....but i can tell the difference between a southern England accent and a northern England one, if that scores me any points? didn't think so.
from what i saw of this place, i liked it. i'm not dying to get back here, but i certainly appreciated being there, i guess because it offered a lifestyle much like the one i grew up with...except without all my loved ones that make Australia so appealing to me.
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stay tuned, next week: ZURICH!!!
let the good times roll!!
1 comment:
skip the whole year, start with HK
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