Thursday night, the few of us left in Orchard Park tried to give Hamilton City one last chance, hoping desperately to run into our favorite (and the only) band in town to hear them play 500 miles, but no dice, we couldn't find them anywhere that night.
The last day in Orchard Park was just strange, it was a far cry from the last days of last semester where no one was talking and we were all fighting back tears. The last few days this time around it didn't feel at all like I or anyone else was leaving. I didn't have to rush, having packed all of my stuff a few days before, and once I was done with my exam on Thursday morning, there was nothing left to do but wait for the bus to take me away from Hamilton forever.
I couldn't leave Orchard Park without one last drink on the dick at cottage 16 with Ove, and what better drink than the last glass of Glenmorangie that Niels bought for Ove on his last night in OP, saved for our last day.
We took a bus to Auckland City and decided to spend my last night in New Zealand at Father Ted's. When we got there, we met up with my friend Shelby and had a great night drinking Guiness and whiskey. I ended up staying up that night until I had to catch my bus to the airport in the morning at around 7am.
I expected to be overwhelmed with emotion at the airport, but I felt nothing. Maybe it was because I was still a little bit drunk from the night before, or maybe it was just because it hasn't hit me yet.
It was a great run in New Zealand, and a great adventure in my life, however brief. I will never forget the people that I've met in my time abroad and all of the great memories that we've shared together. I hope to meet some of you again in the near future and hope that we can stay in touch for the rest of our lives.
A hui hou Aotearoa, it's been an amazing adventure =)
No comments:
Post a Comment