Auckland: final days of NZ
February 15th 2007
Well Liz was gone, like a thief in the night she had stolen away. I was still asleep as I left the hostel that morning due to my new bed (a top bunk) being situated beneath the bathroom, all the naked pipes were above my head. This meant that whenever anyone used the loo in the night it literally sounded like the roof was crashing in under the weight of water. Imagine how good you’d feel being
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