went for a freedom camp and wount up getting soaked

I was driving along and the rains started to pour.. so I decided to pull over at the next spot and well pitch a tent a chill out.. But what happened was that I couldnt find any site and so I pushed on until I found, Maruia Thermal resort and made camp there.. I ended up sleeping on my thermarest which was floating in my tent.. NO KIDDING. I Had not one spot of dry bedding .. including sleeping bag. thermal blanket one cotton sheet on large duvet and my pillow .. completely buggered with water. which means no camping tonight due to the state of my gear.. soaked.. shit man.. but here is the good new.. I soaked and soaked my weary body and then got a nice massage and soaked some more. all the while the rains kept on pouring .. Now I am heading into Christchurch and hoping to DRY OUT.. LOve and laughs.. mel

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wake up and smell the coffee

Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance

made it to Picton: what a drive

Hello and happy Christmas and new year time.. I am in the most northern tip of the south island and will be taking a ferry called the Interislander: Kaitaki Challenger tomorrow for Wellington.. hurray new scenery .. and different feeling should be nice and wonderful just like i am seeking. anyway till next time much love m

4th week of goodness and English lessons

As the last few days of September are approaching, the winter chill is permeating the air again. I like Autumn I like Fall but the rain and chill proves I am not as cop-able as I was when I was a child. The bitter chill cramps my legs and causes tingles in my toes. Stay warm stay dry and drink plenty of soup, avoid catching cold and don't forget to wash your hands often. These are simple things I can recall from the youth that lingered by. best of wishes as the seasons change and we reveal the autumn of our lives. love M

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