You know, leaving my Auckland life wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I think the trick is denial, and lots of it. After quitting my job, leaving my awesome Takapuna flat, selling my car, and having an utterly brilliant leaving party as well as mandatory leaving drinks the night before, I eventually get to where I'm saying goodbye to my family at the airport. It's only around here where that realisation sets in: I'm actually leaving the country! AAAH!! Where was I when I made this decision!? So, a full 48 hours of travelling and futile attempts at sleep later, and after being reunited with my long-lost friends James & Hannah, I found myself standing in the chilly night air of Gdansk in Poland. One term comes to mind when I think about
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