|You Belong in New Zealand|
Good on ya, mate
You're the best looking one of the bunch
Though you're often forgotten...
You're quite proud of who you are
Last summer I went to New Zealand as part of the International Student Volunteers. It was a one month program: the first two weeks were spent doing environmental/conservation work and the second two weeks were all about extreme sports. Let's face it, New Zealand is the adventure capital of the world -- beats Australia even. A year later I still feel like I'm there. So sad, but it's true. I still wake up in bed some mornings expecting to be in New Zealand. And oddly, it's the first two weeks that stick with me the most. The group of us lived in a cabin (barracks style) with no heat and outdoor bathrooms, mattresses so thin they might as well not have been there, and spiders (and other scary crawly things galore!). What does it say about me if I still wish I was there?