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Published: April 24th 2010
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Hey again everyone, I’ve heard that some of you are having problems viewing the photos I’m posting. The only fix that I know is to try clicking on one of the photos in the post, this should bring you to an enlarged view and will bring you to the gallery. Clicking on the back and forth arrows at the top of the screen SHOULD let you view the whole gallery. If that doesn’t fix it, give Cass a call (sorry Cass), he seems to know what he’s doing when it comes to this stuff.
Nothing too new, just having some fun with friends here at the hostel while I await my IRD. I won a free entry poker competition which was worth 5 drinks (2 of which I shared with the other 2 finalists Becky and Allan) at the hostels Globe bar completely on dumb luck as opposed to any skill. We then went to another club called Margaritas, nothing special but our buddy was in earlier and heard the password so we didn’t need to pay cover and they had vouchers for a free Chinese beer (also nothing to write home about… Oh wait, I guess I just did).
Playing at The Malt
Anthony doing his first set. We ended our escapade at Father Ted’s, that it’s correct Ted, I think I called it Tom’s in my other post.
So my friend Richard left this morning, but I’ll probably be catching up with him and some of his friends again up in the Bay of Islands in a week or so. It’s supposed to be warmer up there than it is here in Auckland, I’m going to have to get rid of a pair of pants and pick up some shorts and a pair of jandals. What the hell are jandals you ask? Why they’re a lesser known sub-species of sandal only found here in New Zealand. They are indistinguishable from their sandal brethren, but are the only ones you can find here. Ask for a pair of sandals and people will look at you as if you were asking for a pair of pants for your head.
I’m starting to learn the customs and strange tongues spoken here, New Zealander is pretty easy to pick up, just say “Sweet as bro” if your ever in any doubt, as far as I can tell it relates that you agree with the aforementioned statement. Hebrew? Not a
problem! Hold up a beer and say Halem (rolling spit at the back of your mouth around the “Ha“) German is a little trickier, I can usually pick up where the conversation is going if it’s quiet in the background (it never is here) and respond in the negative or affirmative as the conversation dictates. French is yet even trickier but with a little work, it is possible to communicate where you are from, how long you will be staying, and where you are going next. The really tough language to get an ear for is English. I’m not talking about good old western Canadian English, I’m talking about downtown Londoner. New Zealand seems to be inundated with the British, and you can only understand 3 out of every 10 words they say. Now generally this wouldn’t be a problem, but I seem to have been unwittingly adopted into a group of them, something like a distant relative or team mascot. The best thing to do to get along with the common Englander is to simply say “Right on mate” or “Cheers mate” it would seem that it is much like “Sweet as bro” with a more familiar connotation attached,
Me
Probably shouldn't have uploaded that one. or “Cheers” if you prefer something a little more formal.
They’ve got a pure Kiwi pop down here, no not made with Kiwi fruit (calling a Kiwi fruit a Kiwi in the presence of a Kiwi might get you a sour looking Kiwi), but an original New Zealand creation called L&P which stands for Lemon and Paeroa. It tastes a little bit like watery mountain dew with a side of extra fizz
Laundry costs an arm and a leg $4 a wash, $1 for detergent, and $2 for a dry cycle (usually takes 2). I’m probably going to go out and pick up a small box of detergent next time I go to the grocery store. It would be nice to have some space to carry this stuff when I’m done here, I’m probably going to have to send some stuff home in the near future, I’ll check the cost of doing so and see if it’s actually worth it. There are enough machines now, but I’ve heard that in the busy season there’s a line out the door for machines. There’s a bit of a smell to a hostel that I’ve unfortunately grown all too familiar with,
Marc
He looks impressed, I think he was just trying to order a beer. it’s a bit like that of a sports bag mixed with inspired food concoctions, not quite enough deodorant, and a lemon floor cleaner that’s not quite enough to cover any of it. The glamorous travel life eh?
April 25th is ANZAC day, that’s the Australia New Zealand Army Corps and it is a stat holiday to remember the heavy losses the joint military group suffered while assaulting Turkey in both the first and second world war. It’s a little strange because there are dress uniformed personnel collecting donations for poppies. The look different than ours do (I’ll snap a pic later) but I’m not sure why they went with the poppy as well. Wasn’t “In Flanders Field” by a Canadian medic?
There are few job opportunities in Auckland short of waiting tables and I’ve been told that they seem to prefer females for those positions. What, am I not pretty enough?!
Well my laundry is almost done and I have to meet up was a few friends who are watch a friend at a gig, I’ll get a couple pics of that too. Until next time.
PS. Tried to upload a video of one on the
Richard
Poor guy blinded himself with the flash. songs but the crappy internet screwed me over again.
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Sounds like you're having fun and have made some new friends. Travel is goo for that! cheers Leslie