Goodbye Auckland, Hello Melbourne!

In less then 30 hours I shall be on my way to one of my favourite cities in the world- the always amazing Melbourne! For a short whirlwind weekend getaway that is bound to be full of delight, debauchery and definitely some dancing!

See you all when I get back with some lovely new pictures and stories to share.

Easy Like A Sunday Morning

Sunday was spent enjoying a delightful lunch, getting a healthy dose of Vitamin D and brushing up on our history at the Auckland Museum....

Here is how I looked for the day

We started at a cosy little restaurant for some tasty Carbonara

Then we soaked in some serious sunshine before continuing on our journey...

...to the Auckland Museum!

There were all sorts of sweet toys from the past

And one of the lovliest dresses ever

Em & me decided king crabs actually look like the stuff nightmares are made of...

...and that one day we will travel the entire world

Pleasant Sunday indeed

A Red Headed Birthday

Bonjour my dear Guys & Dolls! I do hope everyone is peachy and then some. This week I started a new job, at a new office, with some new faces- I feel like I have started so many new jobs in the past few years, that they are all beginning to morph into one nameless job in my memory. But alas, I guess that is the way it goes for the mere working class folk.

Last weekend was spent celebrating my dear room mate Neil's birthday, so lets take a closer look on how the night went...

After a few drinks at home Neil, Emmily and myself ventured out into the night

Beginning at the cute little Lucia Lounge in Newmarket

Where we spoke about the finer points of celebrating a birthday

Before we headed to Cassette 9 on Vulcan Lane

Where they have pictures of cats on the bathroom roofs, cocktails in teapots Dorian Gray type frames on the walls.

And then the night got a little blurry and we headed home- Thus was my Saturday night.

Prehistoric Playtime

The other day my sister Emmily brought me home a little gift- a sweet little egg that required my utmost attention and my (up until now absent) nurturing skills.

It has been suggested that I need a life. But here's how it went anyway...

I gave my little egg a kiss...

...Before putting him in a glass of warm water and eagerly awaiting the results. The instructions said it could take up to two days- possibly the fastest growing pet there is.

And then Sunday morning my little dino was born, with a tear in his eye.

I decided he would be a herbivore and his favourite foods would be mushrooms and walnuts.

One Of My Kind

Salutations everyone! So this week I started a new job, which besides being a nice change of pace from watching countless hours of terrible day time television, it also makes me more thankful when the weekends role around- ahhhh precious weekends.

So last weekend Emmily and me decided to head to Mission Bay to breathe in some fresh sea air and bask in the sunshine. Here is how the day went...

Howdy

Here is a sign we passed that I thought was kinda sweet

Emmily - Ain't she lovely?

Lovely Lovely

We ate at a little Italian Restaurant that had dramatic paintings on the wall

Then we laid in the grass and spoke about sailing, sandcastles and old friends...

Before we headed to the beach to collect some shells and watch the very sweet Japanese tourist taking cute cheesy photographs...

Then we headed into the city for some coffee and passed a busker with a magic bubble like David Bowie's in The Labyrinth. Nice Sunday indeed.

Heartbeats

And so tonight brings the end of July, which of course marks the one month anniversary of my arrival in New Zealand- my oh my how time flies!

Shortly after my arrival to Auckland the International Film Festival rolled into town, which has been keeping me amused over the last two weeks with some wonderful films. Tonight (also closing night of the festival I might add) that film was Heartbeats by Xavier Dolan.

Complete with beautiful people, voguish music, witty dialogue and stylish outfits, Heartbeats was vaguely reminiscent of The Dreamers for me- Although I may contribute that to the surprise cameo of Louis Garrel in the final scene. Either way it was definitely one of my favourite films from the festival this year, if you have not already see it I highly recommend you do.

Lovely Lovely.

From The One You Left Behind

I should have known it probably wasn't love a long time ago, well at least not the everlasting, Disney-filled type of love I had always thought I wanted.

I think the first time I knew was a Friday morning a few years ago when I was woken up from the irritable ringing of my mobile alarm and I knew that meant that I had to get up for work and leave the comfort of his bed and his body. I looked at him with his dark eyes and ruffled bed hair and I knew that I couldn't leave today- that when I looked back at my life this one day was not going to be spent working, but instead with his arms wrapped around me and the world stopping for a few more hours.

I called in a sick day and crept back beneath the covers of our secret lover's lair.

But then a few more hours passed and this time it was the sound of his digital alarm ringing that woke us from slumber and I knew this time we had to leave our nest- the world was awake now and so were we.

So we made our way to the train station- I was going home and he was going to work. And as we arrived across the station, we saw the train coming in the distance, so we ran to make it, at first holding hands and then we parted and I yelled "Just run for it, I'll get the next one". So he ran for the ticket machine and made the train just in time. I stepped onto the platform just as the train doors closed and I watched it pull away while he waved goodbye.

It was that exact moment that I knew that I probably loved him more then he could ever love me. And I sat on the platform alone and waited for the next train.