Insert paragraph here wherein I make rambling excuses for the lack of writing on this blog and blather on about all the post travel/seasonal depression I’ve been dealing with and blah blah blah okay bored now.
So. New Year. New changes. New resolutions. I figured this could be a good way to bring myself back to this blog: by forcing you guys to read all twenty of my resolutions for 2015.
I considered not overloading myself with resolutions for once, maybe keeping it to a three to five minimum, but in a recent chat with one of my boyfriend’s roommates I was told that it was a positive quality that I often bite off more than I can chew. I also figured, hey, I’m turning 25. This should be a big year so, what the hell, I’m gonna make a big list.
There are specific portions of my time in New Zealand I hold above all the rest, which can only be described as “moments everyone should experience once in their lifetime.” Those moments include such things as skydiving, visiting Hobbiton, attending Sevens night, and going to Art Deco weekend in Napier. Now, added to that list, is the Tongariro Crossing, which I had the pleasure of completing two Mondays ago.
For those of you who don’t know, the Tongariro Crossing is a nineteen kilometer / twelve mile hike across a lot of mountain ranges, and it’s absolutely one of the best things I’ve ever done.
Bad moods while traveling are the pits. You realize that the bad mood you’re in isn’t worth it and you tell yourself you should be enjoying your travels, which just leads to you becoming more grumpy about being in a bad mood in the first place. That’s currently what I’m up to right now, just sitting on my bed and brooding. Kathleen and I decided to have a lazy day, ie. we’ve pretty much been sitting on our bunk bed all day unmoving (except to get breakfast with Meg this morning).
Granted, we have had a fairly busy couple of days in Wellington. We visited Lyall Bay one morning and caught up with some friends. Not much to write about, but still a lovely time nonetheless. I’m keen on returning to Wellington and attempting to find a place to live. More on that in the future. Anyway, onto today’s blog…
Today we’re talking roommates, and by roommates I mean the people you end up bunking with in hostels. Some are great, some not so great. So enjoy my list of eight hostel roommates, plus this picture of the giant Gollum statue in the hostel airport:
Considering I just attempted to spell “hi-ho” as “hiyho”, I think it’s justified that I skimp on the intro and delve straight into this entry. I’m kind of falling asleep on top of my laptop as I type. It makes things difficult.
Tonight I’ve got another list for you, this time focusing on the best way to stay in contact with friends, families, employers, enemies, what have you, back home during your travels. While getting away and meeting new people is a blast, homesickness is bound to strike at any given time. Considering this, I came up with ten ways that myself and Kathleen have primarily been staying in touch with people back in the States. So, without further ado, enjoy today’s list – as well as a picture of the delicious cupcake I had for dessert tonight.