THE INTREPID TRAVELER TROTS OFF AGAIN - As dear to my heart as all my friends and loved ones are, it has come to the point in my life where I have sought out another international quest to escape a mundane reality in Britain. For what will be a big, leap of faith I am venturing out for a year's working holiday in New Zealand which just has to be anthologised on my blog.
While I am certain I will ultimately have a smashing time on the other side of the world, being eleven thousand, four hundred and thirty five miles away from home will no doubt have its hardships. We are fortunate to be alive when technology is extraordinary, so it will comfort me to know that I can just use my Iphone to communicate with my peeps back home. Failing that, I'll be able to take to the ocean to calm me and listen to the waves lapping whenever I please.
I'M COMING FOR YA, AUCKLAND - Travel fills me with courage that I am capable of ANYTHING.. but don't expect to hear of me skydiving or bungee jumping or anything perilously terrifying, for I am not a thrill seeker by nature. Yet still, trepidation seeps through my veins in the lead up to flying across the globe TOMORROW. So long as I tell myself that 'What's waiting there might be glorious!' then the 27 hour voyage will be bearable.
The paradisaical North and South Island have been calling out to me for some time that I could not let this opportunity pass me by. Not knowing what adventures await me the land of the long, white cloud is both exhilirating and daunting but I know with surety that I will savour every second. There won't be a moment while I'm away that my heart won't be with those I care for in England, so I will do my very best to keep in touch as regularly as possible.
"Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye, Cheerio, here I go, on my way. Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye, Not a tear, but a cheer, make it gay. Give me a smile, I can keep all the while, in my heart while I'm away. Till we meet once again, you and I, wish me luck as you wave me goodbye."
My lips will miss you, Sprinkles and Creams!
Peace out pretties xoxo
The paradisaical North and South Island have been calling out to me for some time that I could not let this opportunity pass me by. Not knowing what adventures await me the land of the long, white cloud is both exhilirating and daunting but I know with surety that I will savour every second. There won't be a moment while I'm away that my heart won't be with those I care for in England, so I will do my very best to keep in touch as regularly as possible.
"Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye, Cheerio, here I go, on my way. Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye, Not a tear, but a cheer, make it gay. Give me a smile, I can keep all the while, in my heart while I'm away. Till we meet once again, you and I, wish me luck as you wave me goodbye."
My lips will miss you, Sprinkles and Creams!
Peace out pretties xoxo
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