Good day mate!

Alright so i'm not in Australia yet, but close.  And no i didn't jump out of the plane and run into the arms of Felipe like in the movies i remained nailed to my sit despite wanting to get off, and i was seriously thinking about it.

I spent the first few hours of my flight in a daze, having flash backs of my time in Chile.  The only good thing is that i know that i am going back, there is no way that i am going to miss hugging my Hermoso Pololo again (beautiful boyfriend).  But let me tell you of my first impressions of New Zealand.

Well its not South America thats for sure,its much the same as home i suppose.

Well its not South America thats for sure,its much the same as home i suppose.  To be fair i have been here for four hours, so i haven't much to judge on yet, no doubt there will be more soon.

I must say that for a 13hour flight it didn't go to bad.  Being tired after a hectic day and an emotional goodbye i slept for most of it, uncomfortable and not deeply but i slept nonetheless.

The plane touched down at 4 O'Clock in the morning two days after i left, thats strange.  I've lost a day of my life without realising.  I had already organised my travel from the airport to the hostel, that i had also pre-booked, knowing that i had to find somewhere to stay before i arrived because of the time.  Once i came out of customs the strangest thing hit me, no Spanish.  I could speak English, and i am telling you even though i spoke English with Felipe it wasn't natural for me to speak with anyone else in English, Spanish words and thoughts kept appearing.  I miss it, if you think about it i have been living in Spanish countries for the last eight months.  And whats even stranger is that i don't want to hear it.  I play my ipod every chance i can and listen to all the Spanish songs which Felipe downloaded for me.  One of the first words in English i started to hear was swear words and it was horrible.  Not that i am saying the people are horrible but the culture, its not what i'm used to.  All of a sudden people are burpping out load, no excuse me or nothing.  Of course the people in Chile swear but i only know a few swear words and its somehow different.  I can't put words to it.  I don't even speak Spanish, or i don't speak well but it seems foreign, that will obviously change, i will adapt to a new culture again.  It will be interesting to see how i found this culture compared to that of South America.  I wonder if my reaction or thoughts on the culture would have been different if i came to the South Pacific before i went to South America.  Emmmm.

As well as the language difference afeeling which i had when i arrived in Peru, i had another feeling which i recognised from before.  The last time i had this feeling i was at University and it was when i decided i had had enough and i took the train home in the morning and by the afternoon i was home.  This is how i feel now, there are moments where i blink then realise that i am over the otherside of the world, away from everything i know.  Can you believe that i am here, i can't.  I went to sleep in Chile and woke up in Auckland two days later.  Its madness i tell you.....

Well here i am, and i think that i have done enough talking and should start to do more seeing and feeling.  I arrived at my bed and breakfast at 5 am and check in isn't until 10 so i have been having a wonder, thinking and contemplating my time in New Zealand.  There was lots of free maps and guides to New Zealand which i will get my teeth into over a coffee and decide my next steps as i know nothing of this country, apart from the rugby.

This is Chao for now.  Update soon.