• Wellington / Abschid vom Leon

    1. januar, New Zealand ⋅ 🌙 16 °C

    Nach de Tararuas hämer no e paar täg gha zum uf Wellington reise, bevor dr Leon widr hei greist isch. Mir hei Silvester sehr gmüetlich imene Motel in Levin, mit Takeaway ässe und Netflix verbroch. Vorallem uf die letschti Stranger Things folg hämer eus gfreut!

    Wie das so isch, wenn plötzlich rueh ichehrt, simer beidi bitz chrank worde. Zerst hets bi mir gstartet mit laufender nase und glider schmärze. E paar tag spöter isches denn au bim Leon cho. Wäge däm hamers sehr gmüetlich gno. Mir si vo Levin uf Wellington greist und hei die ersti nacht imene wunderschöne airbnb usserhalb vo Wellington, mit sicht uf d bucht, verbrocht. Am nöchste tag simer denn mehr is stadtzentrum id jugi und hei vor dört us d zit verbrocht mit ässe, zum mount victoria spaziere, bade im meer, emene kino psuech und in härzige kafis die witere täg plane.

    Am morge vom 6. Jan het denn dr Leon dr bus uf Auckland gno und ich d fähri uf d südinsle. Es isch komisch und truurig gsi zum elei witer go. Aber i bi au mit vill vorfreud uf d südinsle und ufe queen charlotte track witergreist.

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    After the Tararuas, we still had a few days to travel toward Wellington before Leon headed back home. We spent New Year’s Eve very quietly in a motel in Levin, with takeaway food and Netflix. We were especially looking forward to the final episode of Stranger Things!

    As often happens when things suddenly slow down, we both ended up getting a bit sick. It started with me — a runny nose and aching joints — and a few days later Leon caught it too. So we took things very easy. We traveled from Levin to Wellington and spent the first night in a beautiful Airbnb just outside the city, with a view over the bay. The next day, we moved closer into the city and stayed at a hostel, using it as a base to enjoy our time in Wellington: eating well, walking up Mount Victoria, swimming in the ocean, going to the cinema, and planning the next days in cute cafés.

    On the morning of January 6, Leon took the bus back to Auckland, and I boarded the ferry to the South Island. It felt strange and sad to continue on my own. But I was also filled with excitement for what was ahead — heading south toward the Queen Charlotte Track and the next chapters of the journey.
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