sleeping bag

I woke up this morning outside the Dunedin yatch club....I rolled out of my sleeping bag which was sitting on the edge of the harbour....I flung my hair back like they do in the movies and looked over to the parking lot and saw the girl of my dreams...we quickly got married and are now talking about settling down somewhere in Saigon.....ok so most of its lies...i did wake up outside the yatch club though looking out over dundedin expect i woke up too a parking lot of old people in speedos and running shoes warming up for a triathalon....its been two weeks now living out of the old North Face sleeping bag not paying a dime for places to stay....

Since leaving christchurch weve been driving down the east coast of the south island...the land is insane....the rivers and the lakes are a teal color that would blow your mind...tropical sorta stuff but in the middle of the mtns....Im now in Dunedin, home of the steepest road in the world....we drove up....then this old german couple came walking up and called us lazy....i really didnt care seeing on how i got real crap sleep the night before and couldnt be bothered....we checked into a hotel today because it was pouring down rain and nobody felt like doing anything...so scott and rhona booked a room and the rest of us snuck in later and split the cost....hooray for sleeping indoors! and cheese! i booked a ticket home...ill be flying out of auckland on the 29th of july...

things are good...ive got a few more weeks on the road and then its off to work my ass off picking apples and selling bras, cant wait