It is hard to say goodbye to the NZSO. I feel like I learned so much more through this experience than I would have if I had been in school this month. Not that going to school isn't a valuable experience, but going out there and trying to apply the lessons I've heard all these years has helped certain things click. And being cast out into a foreign city has certainly kept me on my toes.
Last weekend I rode the Wellington cable car all the way to the top and walked down into the city through the botanical gardens. Since I was actually standing in the spot where most of the Wellington postcards are photographed, I decided to take a similar picture. I wish the cable car had been a little less camera-shy though.
There is an observatory up at the top of the hill with a neat human sundial. A map on the ground has the dates of the year on it. If you stand on the date and raise your arms, you point to the time!
In the middle of the "bush" (the woods) there was a whole field of hydrangeas. I thought of Mom and her attempts to plant hydrangeas at our house in Texas. While it was a noble attempt, they seem to do a little bit better in New Zealand.
I will miss all of New Zealand's ferns. They made me feel like I was in Jurassic Park.
I am still kind of overwhelmed that I stumbled upon the opportunity to visit this awesome place--it won't soon be forgotten. But life, friends, and family are calling me back to the US, and I'll look forward to being--and feeling--at home.
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