This week I went on a little road trip around the central North Island of New Zealand. If you follow my instagram, you’d be able to see some of the photos that I took.
I’m currently hunkered down in a small motel. Well, when I say motel I really mean an old plane from the 1940s which has been converted into a motel room. The cockpit has another bedroom, however it is too cold to sleep up there tonight.
Since it has been so cold, I’ve had to think carefully about the sorts of clothes to wear. I’m not in Auckland anymore.
I haven’t had to wear this many layers since living in the UK. Crazy.
My favourite winter item is jumpers. I love jumpers. They are cozy and warm and suit so many different outfits.
I didn’t have much to do tonight once arriving at the motel, so I spent my time creating new outfits.
When I was in Italy recently, I went to Venice.
And wow, it definitely did not disappoint.
As some of you know, I recently went on a Contiki tour of Italy. I always thought I wasn’t the sort of person who would do a Contiki, because I am not a partier. However, when I got on the tour I realised, that despite all of our differences, we were all similar – looking to experience the culture, history and food of Italy.
Wow, the last few weeks have flown by. It feels like yesterday that my mum and dad flew in. I can’t believe it is their last day here tomorrow as we fly out in the evening to go back to NZ. I am going home for about a month as my sister is getting married.
After August I am planning on doing a lot more travel.
Just so you know, I quit my job because I was very unhappy and have decided to do a guaranteed supply teaching contract in London. I have heard mixed things about it. But I am just looking forward to having a little more time to focus on me and what I want to do.
It seems just like yesterday that I moved overseas. And man, what a change it has been on my life. To be honest, I thought I’d be living in a more interesting place and that I would have made heaps more friends. But, Clacton is….well, Clacton.