A Case of the Blahs

26 04 2012

Item’s I have learned today:

Hospital pass: A project/something that is doomed to fail..

It’s a little strange that I’m still a bit neglectful of this blog.  Before I was way behind on catching everyone up with traveling that I did in my first two months in New Zealand, then I was working 5 million hours a week and too tired/exhausted/lazy to bother to update this.. and now, well  now I really don’t have any excuses other than lack of concentration/energy/focus…  Ok, so maybe I do have a few excuses.

I have noticed that my time in Wellington hasn’t been quite so carefree as my time in Melbourne. I’m not really sure why that is? Maybe it has do with the fact that I had been waiting to live in Melbourne since I was 21 years old (for those of you who didn’t know I was accepted into a study abroad program my senior year at the University of Washington to the University of Melbourne.. and I ended up cancelling at the last minute… and then making up for that cancellation 8 years later).

I mean don’t get me wrong, I do like it here. I definitely do not regret my decision to spend a year in New Zealand. I’m just finding it a bit harder to find my way is all.  I’m missing my friends and family back home, and those that I have met so far and become close to  in the year and a half that I have been travelling.   I like my job, I am really happy I am no longer working from 8:00am to 10:30pm and living with crazy people.. I love my new place… but I still feel a bit like I  haven’t really had Wellington come to feel like home.

Maybe that will change? Although I only have about 3 more months left here. Knowing my luck however.. I will probably fall in love with it all.. right when it comes time to leave. Meh, we will just have to see how it goes 🙂

Anzac day was earlier this week.  The relatively few of you out there who read this on a consistent basis will know that this my second year experiencing ANZAC day. Last year I spent it playing two-up in pubs in Sydney. There is a SIGNIFICANT difference in how it is celebrated over here.  Mainly… there isn’t a plan weeks out in advance of which pubs to go  to/how early we are going to get to said pubs to make sure we get in.  The most popular way to celebrate ANZAC day is not by going to the pubs… it’s by going to the dawn service.

Yes, you read that correctly.. a service that starts at 6:00am.  Did I make it to that service?? Does a bear sh*t in the woods? I am not a morning person!  I woke up to one of my flatmates leaving at 5:30am.. decided that it was entirely too early and rolled back over and went to sleep.

National Service - Tomb of the Unknown Warrier

National Service - Tomb of the Unknown Warrier

I happen to live right next door to the war memorial, and the tomb of the unknown warrier… and it just so happened there was a 10:30am National Commemorative Ceremony.. much more to my own timing.  So Tess and I showered and literally went and sat in our backyard.  It was a bit slow moving, but actually kind of cool. The Prime Minister was there and gave a reading, the various diplomats/ambassadors laid wreathes, the band played, the soldiers marched. It’s kinda of cool how seriously people take ANZAC day over here, makes me wish I did more for memorial day or veterans day back home.

That's a picture of the military band.. can't you tell? ;p

That's a picture of the military band.. can't you tell? ;p

And there you go.. I managed to complete an update.


Until next time. 🙂



2 responses

28 04 2012
Steve Phillips

Maria – I see you are a long way from the days when you won the American Idol competitions at The Seattle Times. Hope you are having fun!

29 04 2012

Aw. I forgot about that! I think I have my award winning american idol mag somewhere back home 🙂 I’m doing well.. although kinda ready to get back to real world at this point 🙂

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