Lately Alisa has been saying things like, "I don't feel the need to come back to New Zealand. Maybe we should go to Micronesia for the cyclone season."
So stay tuned to see how that turns out.
It's a funny thing how we see En Zed. I'll be careful here, as some of our very bestest friends began life as Kiwis (that would be you, Enki, and you, Akimbo). Being American, I know how it is to listen to other people's opinions about your country - they (the opinions) always sound so incompletely informed. And I am very aware of what a skewed and incomplete experience we've had of this nation.
But, well... this is one very tame place. Nothing edgy about the whole country, as far as I can see, and aside from the saving grace of it being Polynesian, nothing particularly exotic. What it does have is the friendliest, most hospitable people I have ever met. Take that, and the aforementioned lack of edginess, and I could see us very happily living here in some later point in our lives. But as a place to travel to...I think I'd recommend giving Alaska a try first.
The good news for the international Kiwi brand is that when I've tentatively tried explaining to the folks back in America that New Zealand hasn't completely taken our breath away, they've reacted as if I admitted to something a bit disgraceful. From what I can see, New Zealand is still a shining symbol of...something...in Americans' eyes.
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Meanwhile, we've just checked the weather and agreed that we can't see any reason to hang around, bad mouthing the place. So we're on the final countdown - Alisa even cleaned up our plastic portlights today, opining that being able to see out of them will make the motion down below easier to take.
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