I want the buzz back.

I want that feeling I used to get when I first saw a perfect beach, when I watched the sun go down over the ocean, when I jumped into a freezing cold waterfall for the first time or hiked to the top of a mountain purely for the breathtaking views at the top.
I want to feel that nervous excitement again, I want to I step out into the unknown, not knowing fully what to expect. I want my stomach to do flips at the thought of setting out on a new journey with new people I met at the dinner table over a box of wine the night before, I want every new place to be fresh and exciting again, each place with its own adventure to offer and not just another town in another country with another beach or whatever.
Going to new and beautiful places, doing new things, meeting new people constantly, every day, became my life for three years and I realised that this, for me, has become normal and normality is... well... its boring isn't it. The boundaries of my comfort zone have expanded so much since I left the UK and whilst I don't want them to shrink back in I want to find a way to step outside of them again because life is always so much more fun, so much more exciting and colourful on the other side of the Comfort Line.

So. A year in Auckland is it while I sort my head out and make some life decisions and yes, I'm questioning the wisdom of building a whole, proper life in a city that I have to leave in 12 months but what else am I going to do? On account of the fact I'd spent most of my 6 months in Auckland holed up in Muriwai with an overweight bisexual with the emotional capacity of a gnat I had kind of expected to have to start from scratch but I have some awesome friends in this city and that circle has just grown since I got back. I have my job back at Family Bar and a place to live with my very own room which means I can leave my crap all over the floor and no one can say a damn thing and after so long sharing a room with four to ten other people it's fucking brilliant. I can sleep naked. And I can unpack! I don't own that much stuff though so I've just spread everything out to all four corners to make it look like everything I own wouldn't fit into an 80 litre backpack. I even bought furniture... well... a mattress and a book case to store my clothes but hey. I feel so grown up.

I had expected this Normal Life bollocks to be boring but I guess you can't really consider my life to be entirely normal, the shifts I work, the people I hang out with and the lack of routine won't allow that but in all honesty I don't cope very well with Normal anyway. This way I have the best of both worlds. I get to settle in one place for a year and still have a fucking amazing time with an incredible set of friends who are already making my time here one of the most memorable and fun periods of my life. It's going to be so hard to leave Auckland when my visa expires but that's a while off yet and yes, time will fly by but I fully intend to make the most of it.

And as for the next stop? I don't even know yet. Maybe South Africa as I have mates there or prehaps South America because I've had my little heart set on it for a while. Whatever. I don't know.

That decision can wait until 2010.

written by  Koala Bear on April 20, 2009 from Auckland, New Zealand
from the travel blog: Tiny Little NZ Road Trip
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Holy crap after all these years of reading of your adventures and cakey goodness you mean I can find you in one place??? *checks out flightcentre website for flights to Auckland*

:)

written by  OneTormented on May 4, 2009

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South America and 2010 sound like a good idea to me and guess what? I am learning to drive too. See, slowly getting round to fings. Drove on a road today and everyfunk. 2010 woman. 2010 is a good number.

written by  The Lady Muck on June 23, 2009

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