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So what is New Zealand really like? What are my lasting impressions that I will look back and recall most vividly? Well, to address most people’s uneducated assumptions, yes there are a lot of sheep and old people. Traffic being stopped due to a flock of sheep crossing a road was a common occurrence. Same with old people for that matter, they’re always in the way.

“Hey old man! Make like a sheep and get the fuck outta my way!”

I never said this, but thought it sounded pretty funny.

Other than that though there are many beautiful places to visit and spend time staring at. I’ve figured out that travel, in a way, is kinda pointless. So you went somewhere and saw something. Big deal. Where is it now? Did the place come with you? No. Some people might say, “Well it goes with me wherever I go… in my mind.” Sweet, a room full of naked chicks goes with me everywhere in my mind. It’s really just so you can tell other people you went somewhere and maybe show them some pictures of yourself there to prove it. But in the end who cares? It’s really all relative. If the coolest place I had ever been was Cleveland, Ohio and I had a great time there, to me it would be just as good as New Zealand or better. The only thing that would make me think differently would be listening to other people, which is usually a big mistake. What do other people know? Nothing.

But yeah if you get the chance to go to New Zealand I would recommend it. I did pretty much have the trip of a lifetime. It wasn’t all peaches and cream, either, but in the end it was all worth it. The early lonely days of warding off boredom and bankruptcy while waiting for employment; the days of skiing and cleaning hotel rooms; the days of packing boxes and living in a tent; then it was off to Sydney, followed by aimless travel throughout most of the unexplored corners of this island nation that has been my home for the past 6 months.