Awsome ….:) X D
I crested a hill coming into the town of Wanaka and had a beautiful view of the lake and alpine mountain tops. In November, it was spring in New Zealand and I walked down to the edge of the lake to take in the serenity of the of crystal water. The lapping waves soothed my tired mind and the water was so clear and cool it was all I could do to keep from scooping a handful and putting it to my lips to drink.
After a slow stroll along the rocky beach, I found a comfortable café on a bustling corner. I’d been working and traveling for months and this was my first respite since a free afternoon in Melbourne a few weeks before. I sat there sipping a flat white, listening to the conversations around me. The New Zealand accent is a cross between the English and…
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