New Zealand: The End of the Road
I wake up at 4:30 because that’s become normal again. I lie in a real bed in a real house for a while. Eventually I get up go downstairs and […]
I wake up at 4:30 because that’s become normal again. I lie in a real bed in a real house for a while. Eventually I get up go downstairs and […]
After weeks of being told “after this we’ll be on the windrows,” we finally arrive in the promised land. Flat ground. The slash of branches, cones, and needles has been […]
With deepest winter blasting North from Antarctica. The clouds over the hills look like snow. Heavy like blankets with that odd, internal glow. I watch the distant peaks disappear as […]
After work I fall out of the van across the road from the Westshore Holiday Park. I cross the road and walk back past the row of caravans on the […]
The days blur into one. This is what happens when every day is the same. Time slips by, collapses in on itself. A week, a month, half the season gone. […]
I stand alone in the dark. Cars, pick-ups, other vans drive beyond the drop kerb. Cars come out of the holiday park. Still I wait. I check the time on […]
I stand by the side of the road in the steadily falling rain watching cars, pick up truck and vans drive by. I have no idea what Anial looks like. […]
I could wake up in a holiday park, on the beach, in a reserve, in a car park. If I woke up in enough different places, could I wake up […]
The morning after walking the Abel Tasman Coast Track I wake up late and confused. Beneath me is a soft mattress. I had enjoyed the enhanced comfort of a night […]
On my final morning in the North Island for the foreseeable future I was up early. I needed to make sure I was in the right place at the right […]