I’m coming to the end of a very brief trip to New Zealand (unplanned).
I flew into Auckland on Monday the 6th of February and then onto Dunedin on the 7th.
From the moment I landed in the town I spent 5 years in I hated it.
I’m not quite sure that it was, but I was not happy to be back at all. I didn’t mind Auckland but Dunedin in my opinion was a hole.
When I left earlier today my opinion hadn’t really changed much but it was starting to grow on me slightly.
I guess I’m lucky that I have had the opportunity during my lifetime to live in several different countries and travel quite a bit.
I always made it a rule to never look back, and this was my first trip back to New Zealand in 30 years (sigh, I’m getting old I know) And now that the week is almost up I have begrudgingly come to accept that New Zealand has now grown on me slightly.
Next up, a quick trip to Perth to visit a sick friend.
My travel pics are here
