I’m back in New Zealand! I wanted to write a new post this week, but I’m afraid I caught something rather nasty on the plane. (Not Ebola.) So, instead, here’s the last post I wrote before leaving for Europe. Enjoy.
Originally posted on POMS AWAY!:
I’m so excited. I’m about to go to Europe for three months and my first stop is England. My home. I haven’t seen it in six years.
I moved to New Zealand when I was ten. I’m twenty-three now and, in thirteen years, I’ve only been back to England once. I was seventeen then and I loved it. I hadn’t, as my parents said, idealised it in my mind. The good bits were just as good as I remembered. This time, however, will be different.
This time, I will have my boyfriend with me.
My boyfriend is a New Zealander. He’s grown up taking it for granted that he lives in the most beautiful country on earth. He, like most New Zealanders, thinks England is a dreary, grotty, rainy place…
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