This last weekend was not nearly as crazy as the Halloween weekend the week before. After an unfocused week at work and taking out all unused energy at the gym or running errands nearly each day, I started the weekend off with a girl's night out at Roxy Cinema. I feel so lucky to already have accumulated a fabulous group of girls to turn to for such a night! Weaved around a movie about a psychiatrist's search for happiness and dinner within the Cinema's art deco-themed restaurant, Coco, we gossiped about boys and love, and laughed over wine and nibbles. It was such a refresher from the male-infested, engineering office.
The weather was to be beautiful in Wellington for the weekend, and so it was! With the bay reflecting shades of emerald under the shining sun, I went for a long run before spending most of the day waiting for laundry to dry at home whilst staring out at the blue sky. In the evening, I reunited with the girls to watch Laura perform in an all-women's choir, after which, our gossiping girl talk continued. We then rushed over to the waterfront to catch the Guy Fawkes' Night fireworks, while collecting more friends, and reconvened at nearby bar for drinks.
And then Lazy Lazy Sunday...after wandering through both the outdoor and indoor markets like a real local--while chatting with Brandon, who's still working on his land in Vermont, about our usual funny nonsense--I trekked north with my favorite German couple, and a new British friend, to Pukerua Bay. We meandered up and over a rocky coast, stopping frequently to admire blooming flowers and the rolling bush overhead. Two hours of trekking under the sun lead to a salty meal of fish and chips in Mana before we finally called it a weekend.
That evening, I had a Skype date with my San Francisco friend, Ashley, who is currently going through a dire state of mind that may ultimately mean the end of her marriage. She'd been writing to me ever since I had left SF. Finally hearing it out of her mouth, I realized how sure she was of venturing out on her own. It's tragic that something that she had once thought would last forever may end in the near future, but she's miserable and the only way to seek happiness may be for her to break her husband's heart...there's a price for everything...
And as I told her about my own story of uneasy decisions and the events that have followed, I was reminded just how lucky I've been to end up where I am. Had I not just had a whirlwind weekend with friends that I've only just met in the last 8 weeks? And didn't my loving boyfriend just buy a ticket to NZ to join me? Don't get me wrong: I've had to break my fair share of hearts and also suffer the pain of disappointment as a result of the actions of others in order to end up where I am. And not everyone ends up with such a treasure of a life after making the decisions that I've had to make. But always I've sought out the sunlight and the day. I have not only searched, but embraced, the happiness in the pursuit. That's why I came here to New Zealand and its organic beauty. In its simplicity, I've found my mind less clouded.
But the journey's only just begun!
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