Diary of a Grammatical Misfit

Hmmm… It would be so easy to just post the words WOW or OH MY GOD! and leave it at that. Because my breath has been completely taken away by this country so far - in fact my breath has been removed, bottled, frozen and then inserted back into my chest in solid lump of awe form.

So many fantastic views - lakes, mountains, waterfalls…

It’s just incredible. So far redhead and I have done a semi-circuit of south island - namely Mount Cook, the lakes, Milford Sound and now Queenstown - the lakeside town that is adrenalin-junkie mecca.

And everything is going disappointedly well. Disppointing only because I like to collect amusing travel anecdotes and so far the holiday is failing to furnish me with any. There was the promising material of the berths in the boat we stayed at in Milford Sound - I looked at the ladder, I looked at my bed, and I was convinced I’d end up giving up on the attempt to hurl myself into the bed and sleep on deck. But sadly, I managed it quite easily. Getting down again provided a bit more of a challenge but I got there eventually.

And the rest of it has all gone ok too. Perhaps the fact that I am playing it safe - namely not hurling myself off any bridges, mountains etc with various stuff strapped to me - cuts down on the opportunity for anecdotes. But I’ve never really seen the appeal of adrenalin-rush activities. I guess the natural assumption is that I’m afraid to try them but I don’t feel fearful when I imagine bungy or sky diving, just a sense of indifference. And I’d rather not pay a lot of money for another indifferent experience - I get annoyed enough when that happens on a small scale like restaurants or films. 

Anyway, I must dash - it’s the best time of day for me right now. I could be in bed at home, asleep and in blissful ignorance of how soon my alarm will crash through my brain and scream at me to get up, get ready, get on the train, and go to work. Instead I’m off to drink a few glasses of wine while sitting by a lake.

Sweet!