For all those that have said they are jealous…don’t be:) Traveling can be a real bitch sometimes! The highs and lows are constant and everything changes in an instant. I’m in Auckland now and I wish I could tell you it’s fabulous but the truth is I just don’t know yet.<\/p>\n
Leaving Fiji I asked at least 3 times what a taxi to the airport costs and was told 13 fijian dollars. When I got in the taxi I brought this up a couple of times and he kind of ignored me acting like he didn’t understand. Half way to the airport he told me the price was $15 and now he understood me. I told him they told me $13 and that if he was going to charge $15 he should tell the people at Bamboo that. We kind of got in to it a bit. At the airport he didn’t get out and let me struggle with my backpack. I was so mad that I through the crumpled up $15 dollars at him through his window and stormed off. All of this bad behavior on both our parts over what would translate to $1 in America. It just made me made that he was lying. Really if he needed a buck that bad all he had to do was ask, I would have given it to him.<\/p>\n
Next I get to the airport and am stopped at the screening area. I forgot to puor the water out of my water bottle but they kept looking for something else scanning and rescanning everything in my little backpack. Turned out it was my little wine opener. Confiscated, it has been my first loss on the trip…I wish they had taken something heavier and after that I could have totally used a glass of wine…ironic:)<\/p>\n
Then an elderly woman was sitting in my window seat. She would not look at me when I said excuse me and kept staring out MY window. After a minute I sat in the middle seat where I seem to be perpetually stuck. Later I realized she didn’t speak any English and I had to help her throughout the flight, mimicking drink, food, you have to wait etc. When we landed she practically plowed me over to get to her family that was in the row up ahead. I had to lay in two seats to let her pass me before she tried to crawl over my head. It was crazy but I chalked it up to fear and cultural differences.<\/p>\n
Then I get to my hostel and found out I had booked the next night accidentally…yep brilliant:) Luckily they had room for me though. Upon waking I was lambasted by the lady in the bunk above me. She told me I snored and kept her up all night and that I had ruined her day in Auckland because she was so tired. I of course was very apologetic and telling her I usually don’t snore and it could be because I had been exhausted and the plane had stopped me all up. She just kept on berating me.Then I heard her int he kitchen making fun of me, mimicking a high voice and repeating what I said. Later she did apologize to me. I still wanted to punch her:)<\/p>\n
Soooo…here I sit at Burger King trying to get free internet and of course it does not work here either….sooo frustrating. Internet is like gold here. My plan is to walk the several mile back to the hostel in the gray and drizzling rain and regroup. Somehow I have to find internet so I can make plans and get the hell out of here.<\/p>\n
But just so you all know, I’m good. Really good! I know this is part of my travels and there will be highs and lows all along the way. Hopefully the rest of my stay in Auckland will be better!<\/p>\n
Okay..that’s all for now…soulypositve being anything but:)<\/p>\n
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Pictures later…no internet, no time, no skills:) \u00a0This one is from Fiji<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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