Endless summer, sand flies, and wtf is wwoofing?
April 9th 2008 So last I left off, I was leaving Akaroa to go to Nelson, which I had been to briefly before and really liked it, the hostel especially. It was St. Patty's Day, and I was arriving late at the hostel, once again fearing I'd be sitting in a corner with my book. But as I've learned, there's not much sense in resigning to that until its absolutely necessary. So I situated myself in the kitchen/dini
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