The drive up was long. We had lunch at some Portuguese diner. Then we went to the airport and I was left with Aissa and other Loyola kids to fend for myself for five months.
The ride to Houston was not smooth sailing; it was the roughest, bumpiest flight I think I've ever had and it made my ears hurt. It's probably a good thing I couldn't dive in Cayman - my ears probably wouldn't've been up for it. But after finally touching down, I had just about the BEST burger at the airport. Like it could compete with Fat Fish. It was that good.
Okay so let me pause here to explain Fat Fish to those of you whom? who? that? might not know.
So Fat Fish is like the equivalent of restaurant heaven. Right now it's in West Ocean City, but they're looking into expanding and making an uptown location for North OC. It's got this really chill vibe and super good food. It is amazing. Oh, and smoothies. I LOVE smoothies. Like yaassss. Anywhos, Joe, the owner, is opening Madi & Tay's Bagels so that'll be waiting for me upon my return, hopefully. For visual reference, please see my Houston burger below (I can't find my pictures of my Fat Fish burgers :( ).
So after our outstanding burgers, it was time to board our 14 hour flight to Auckland. Having survived a 23 hour flight before, I felt this flight honestly wouldn't be as bad/seem as long as our flight to Houston, especially considering the turbulence we had just encountered. I was wrong. But, I was the only one whose name was on their screen, so I guess its okay, and I did get to sleep on the plan a bit, so that's good. Also no blood clots, so I suppose if ya take a step back and look at the bigger important life things, it was a good flight.
We got into Auckland around 6am Auckland time, noon OC time. Customs was a bit odd; you go through customs before you get your bags and when you get your bags there aren't even any dog sniffers. I saw one off to the side but that's it. It was a yellow lab. Strange. But then we took the cab to our Auckland accommodations where my luggage needed to be lugged up three flights of stairs. Thankfully, one of my flatmates was there to help me. My bitterness towards Kenny for messing up our housing situation was alleviated a little when I saw that we had two fridges. Not one, two!! But I can't cook anyways, so I'm not sure why I was so excited.
After collecting our bearings, we toured campus. It was a tour in which I retained absolutely nothing. I retained the same thing war is good for. Lol please excuse my random song references; they might occur more often than ya'd like.
We then headed over to Parnell to see how the other half lives. James' balcony - bedroom balcony - view is spectacular. He gets the water, the city, the train, the green grass, literally everything. What do I get back in Uni Hall Apartments? Freshmen. My bedroom view stares directly into the rooms of first years. It's super awful, extremely disappointing, and bound to become awkward when I forget to close the curtains while changing. If they weren't so far away from campus (although they are much closer to town), I would be way too insanely jealous of the Parnell kids.
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| View from James' balcony |
On the way back to my sad flat, I stopped by the lantern festival then returned to my bed and went to sleep.
Til next time,
xoxo,
Tasha
Love it--keep it up. Great hearing about your adventures.
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