The greatest things
I’ve been in New Zealand for two weeks and one day. I’ve been in Wellington for a week less than that.
Time goes by quickly, but every day is so full. And to think that I will still be here four months from now is a very strange feeling, indeed.
I started class yesterday. So far all I’ve had is Children’s Literature. Allow me to quickly relay the awesomeness of my book list for this class. Please, hold your applause until the end:
- Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland
- Tom Brown’s Schooldays (which I have actually never heard of, but it looks like a quick read)
- Little Women
- Stalky & Co.
- Five Children and It
- Little House on the Prairie
- Autumn Term (also unheard of)
- The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
- Catalogue of the Universe (sounds cool, but no idea)
- HARRY FREAKING POTTER AND THE FREAKING PHILOSOPHER’S FREAKING STONE. OH MY GOD.
Not only have I read half of these already, but it also does not appear that I’ll be straining my brain all that much for this class, at least. Though we are expected to read one of these a week. But really, they’re kids’ books. They’re short and fun, and I’m more excited than stressed about this. Not to mention that in order to get credit for these courses back at Case, all I need to do is pass them. Good deal.
I’m gonna back up a little bit.
Here’s what’s up with my living situation:
I was the first of my flatmates to get here, so I was able to settle in pretty quickly and get my bearings and such. My place is amazing. It’s this little 4-bedroom flat on the very top of one of Wellington’s many massive hills. The view when I leave every morning is totally stunning; I can see the whole city, the campus, the coast, everything, just walking down my little street. I live with 3 other American study abroad students, 2 guys and a girl. I was kind of disappointed that I’m not living with any Kiwis, but my flatmates are pretty cool at least, and I’ve had other opportunities to meet some native New Zealanders.
There’ve been a lot of quite cool things about being abroad, but I think my favorite part of doing this has been discovering that it’s entirely possible to recreate a life for myself in a foreign country very quickly, one that’s altogether different from life at home; yet there are certain things that are shockingly similar. For example, I have found a coffee shop that I’ve deemed “mine.” Of course. (Side note: the coffee here is phenomenal, but devastatingly expensive.) It’s this little artsy place called “Midnight Espresso” that is one of the few cafés open late (til 3am!) here that is not also a bar. There are chalk drawings all along the walls, and they sell excellent vegetarian food and desserts. Sort of reminds me of Phoenix, which is probably why I initially gravitated towards it. And I’ve also made a couple of very close friends from my study abroad program, which I think has helped ward off any symptoms of homesickness. I’m grateful for that. I have a routine now, and my room has developed a sort of perpetual mess that makes me feel at home. I’m so excited to see what the next few months have in store.