I
would like to introduce you all to my new best friend, Aloe. Aloe is a
wonderful friend and soothing in times of pain. I was in need of aloe’s comfort
this afternoon. That’s right, I got burned. They claim that the ozone is
thinner here and therefore it is easier to get burned. To get burned without
knowing it too I might add. This morning it was cool and windy but the sun came
out a bit this afternoon and now I am burned. My ears and feet hurt the most. I
think this is the most my feet have ever burned at one time.
This
morning I woke up before 7:30 and tried my best not to wake up the three other
girls in my room. Last night I slept in what I had worn the day before and wore
it again this morning. This made getting ready easy. I walked to the nearest
grocery store to get something for breakfast. I got eggs. They were expensive;
$4.50 New Zealand
Dollars for a dozen. I took them back to the hostel and made 3 of them for
breakfast and hard boiled the rest to eat later. I then walked to the hostel
across the street to ask about when I could check in. I had booked a room at
another hostel for tonight because the one I was at was booked for tonight. I
got my stuff together and took it across the street to the Mousetrap Backpacker
Hostel where I will be staying tonight. I wasn’t able to check in right away
but they let me keep my backpack in a backroom so I didn’t have to carry it
around all day. I then took a nice stroll along the beach and walked to the
library to get internet. After a short while, I returned to the hostel to check
in. As I was walking back, I passed the girl from Denmark. She told me that last
night, a guy who was in her room decided to relieve himself all over her stuff.
He reimbursed her for damages. Quite the story. I checked into my room and then
went back out again.
I
sat on the dock as I at my lunch of apple, peanut butter, and goldfish. There
was a small hill/lookout right by the harbor that I went up. As I was up there,
guess what I saw? A Frisbee! In a grassy patch were four guys throwing a Frisbee
around. Of course I had to join. I went down and threw the Frisbee around for a
while. They were from Denmark
and had just finished high school. Side bar: I have met a lot of Europeans
while traveling; particularly people from Germany,
England, and Denmark. It can
be like a guessing game trying to guess by someone’s accent where they are
from.
It
was late afternoon by this time. I then went on an hour hike to a lookout over Bay of Islands.
It was well worth it. It was beautiful! In the morning, a girl at the hostel
told me of a grocery store that was a little farther but was cheaper than the
others. I wish I had known about this before I bought eggs this morning! I
decided to give it a go. It was probably a mile walk. I wish I had a pedometer
the count how much I walk while I am here. I walked back to the hostel with my
groceries, took a shower which felt amazing, and had dinner of cereal and my
first golden kiwi.
Thoughts
on traveling solo thus far: I think I’m beginning to get used to it. It was
weird at first, and at times it still is odd. I find myself doing things very
slowly and at my own pace. Not that I do all things slowly but I’m perfectly
content taking my time doing something and don’t feel pressure from others to
move on to the next thing. Yet with that, I do miss having others to share
experiences with. I am surprised by the number of people I have met that are
traveling by themselves.
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| Looking up |
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| The trail up to the lookout |
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| A bit of encouragement along the way |
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| The breathtaking view from the top |
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| Well worth the hike |
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| A strange plant. It was weird. I touched it. I was afraid it was going on uncoil and wrap around my wrist. |
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| The first golden kiwi I ate. |
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| My sunburned feet. |
I love the last picture of your sunburned line from your chacos! I also have one, I will have to take a picture soon to send you : )
ReplyDeleteI remember them making a big deal about the "thin ozone" before we left reminding us to bring lotion. Needless to say...you can predict what I did (or didn't) do!
ReplyDeleteDo they still call hikes "bushwacks" there?
I remember seeing several of those strange plants and thinking they looked like butterfly mouths!
Tim