On wednesday, i was visited finally by Jacob.. all the way from Auckland. Though largely consumed by homeork, Wednesday night meant a barbecue for y neighbor's birthday. We made homemade veggie burgers as well as homemade buns, and precariously grilled the ready-to-fall-apart patties on the barbecue. incredible success. Post our feed, I finally played part in the stupidity of 'possum,' which essentially involves sneaking into the botanic gardens (through a fence) and spending a considerable amount of time hanging in a tree. twas fun, got moderately lost, survived the various physical challenges, and only left with a few bruises from the event.
Thursday night there was an ABC party next door, which would indicate anything but clothes. Wrapped in Newspaper, we ventured onwards. Jacob was wearing undies and a water bottle case as extra coverage. Overall, too much person was seen that night, though that vision was then replaced by one of Cmac smashing an old laptop over his head, and then proceeding to rip it to bits all over the flat.
Friday was a day in the beautiful sunshine of Dunedin, followed by a night of horrific winds in the Catlins (Purakaunui Bay). We had been planning on going, but getting everything together took far longer than predicted, and we were only off as the time neared 5pm. The drive was short, and soon enough we set up camp on a beautiful hill by the beach, where it seemed as there there was absolutely no available firewood. We ran through what firewood we did have, and cooked sausages and past on the barbecue. In terms of preparedness, Cmac and campbell pulled through, with more supplies for comfortable camping than I had ever experienced. Twas a fun evening, followed by a night involving a tent, slapping me in the face, with the force of the wind. Campbell's tent ripped, but not before the poles broke mid sleep, and he managed to rebuild the tent with the use of ropes carefully placed and tied to the van, and a center pole made of bike pump and various other findings to hold the middle up. Morning came with bacon, pancakes, and trips on the mini-motorbike. The weather was beautiful, but the mosquitos were not stopping. I'm still really itchy. To my distaste, we then traveled to jack's blowhole on our way out, which was a hike to get to, but ended up being pretty cool.
That night was one of massive exhaustion, in preparation for a hellish sunday of work.
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