Back at Home: Bits about NZ
I was born in New Zealand in the 90’s. I grew up in the inner-city suburb of Grey Lynn, once for young families – now one of the hippest areas of the city. I spent 10 years growing up exploring the city, from the park at the bottom of my street with the flying fox, to heading to our holiday home (‘The Bach’) every summer. In winter, my parents would wake me up in the middle of the night, to take the short drive down to Mount Ruapehu, where we skied for weeks on end.
At 10 years old, my Dad got a job offer in Sydney, Australia. After 11 months of us exploring Australia in a caravan, Dad decided to take the job. We moved over in 2000, however, would spend all our holidays back at home. Every year, we would jump on a flight and spend 6 weeks or more at home. We always flew into Auckland, before heading to our Bach, or even down into the South Island to see our extended family.
Auckland is a bustling city with fantastic people. As I’ve grown older, I discover more and more about the city I’m lucky enough to keep being a tourist in. There’s the year I caught the ferry alone to the North Shore and discovered the inner-city beaches. There’s the year I stumbled through K Road, in and out of nightclubs – both straight and gay. There was the year I stayed with my cousin, just around the corner from where I grew up, and really saw how much the city had changed. I’ve walked through the fancy Viaduct restaurants and treated myself to lunch, I’ve camped 10 minutes from the city in a National Park, I’ve wandered the parks barefoot – breathing in the fresh air.
I’ve spent many months in and out of the city, with many different jobs. I love that this beautiful country is a part of me.
I’ve just written about what it’s like to live in Auckland as a digital nomad. To learn more about this awesome country, see this link here: https://bit.ly/2NO8htj