Time to Leave
Initially, I would have wanted to select the pictures of the trip and use them to illustrate the last days. But you have seen the areas we went through already.
Plus, I would write too little then about the last days’ happenings. And even though there is limited time to deal with the computer, you should still stay informed…
Where am I right now?
I am sitting on the couch in Dunedin, the same one I have been sitting on for the 3 months I lived here. It is all the same, only that this is the last time sitting here in my time in New Zealand. Also, Elvis is here. That is equally crazy as having had my parents in this place.
It is time to say goodbye. I have already done so to my workmates at the last major station here in Dunedin. Now, it is my last flat’s turn.
Until a few days ago, I told the people everywhere that I will come around again. But now it is serious, there is no going back.
Also, to the most magnificent latte in New Zealand I had to say goodbye.
This was the third and the last latte at the cafe Oyster Cove in Bluff.
We are camping with Elvis. And I can say but one thing: You won’t be the same after having eaten baked beans from a gas cooker in the wild and crouched into the tent for the night afterwards.
At least you don’t have to book those campsites beforehand these days. That makes for some liberty, as time allows of course.
Though we haven’t traveled as ‘campers’ for long, every other night has its own adventure!
There is not an unlimited amount of time at our hands and many goodbyes shall take place in the time to come. Thus, you have to pick very carefully who to grace with your visits. In Dunedin, it is the Mexican Iced Coffee at the cafe Kiki Beware for sure. Many more of those ‘last times’ should follow!
Chilled milk + vanilla-anise-syrup + espresso + cinnamon stick for a straw = Mexican Iced Coffee
Do you remember as back in the day, before departing from Germany, I wrote a lot about goodbyes? Back then I didn’t know anything about how many of those I would have to go through in the future. A journey in itself is parting. From people and places that became precious to you. From circumstances and environments that you get used to much too easily.
Today I look at goodbyes the same way I looked at them back then: Happily looking forward. Only that you don’t know at all, when and if you will see those people and places ever again.
But still I am just as hopeful as I was in the past. Because I know that these acquaintances and experiences are just that and that they indeed stay forever. Memories, ages from which you learn beyond measure.
And you should always look in the forward direction. To the things to come and to the things you take away from past times. And isn’t both wonderful and valuable??
