I know it's been ages since writing on here, but the longer I am in NZ the quicker time goes by... too quickly. It's February 7th and it's a sunnying beautiful day out... again. I spent my morning in Ani's yoga class and then lunch with Sally at The Shack. Afterwards we walked to Herbal Dispensary, the holistic health shop in town that owns my minimal pycheck; literally my meager earnings of cafe work might as well be directly desposited into their juice bar/garden/vitamin cabinet. My purchase today was small and meaningful enough, these special little eyedrops that have kept my saltwalter beaten, sunstroked, blood shot eyes, slightly rejuivanted over the last 4 months. The ladies know that when I walk in wearing Sunglasses over eyeglasses it's time for a re-fill on liquid eye bliss. Once the purchase of secret eye juice had been made, we wandered through Raglan Traders, and The Good Book, to see if any hidden treasures were dropped off in the past couple days (thankfully not because I have to save some money). A quick stop at the Roast provides a coffee break, a game of backgammon, and catch up on latest town news, and how the surfs been. For afternoon tea we had cheese sandwhiches, and Whitaker's Chocolate over at Sally's place. With some time to spare before sunset I've stopped home to write to you all and share pasta salad with the family. Tonight is a sunset paddle to Manu Bay on knee boards and a little game of pirates. This is not a game we've played before, but my dear Irish friend Grainne and I have decided to pilfer the Surf Saving Club's Boards, the Guard Boys and dressed as pirates anything else we can find left for the taking before we paddle off into sunset.
This is a perfect day in Rags and a day which will be cherished along with the rest as they become numbered, my time here drawing to an end with new journeys looming in the very near future. In a short 2 and a half weeks I set off again, this time with two of the most wonderful people (Sally and boyfriend Johnny), my surfboard, and a large piece of my heart left behind.
Many of you ask "are you still in that same town" and for the time being I say yes, but this town has made an impression in me and I assure you I on it. It's the kind of place that on a Monday morning after Sunday Session you wake up on the couch of a neighbors house. Someone is bound to have taken your Sunglasses, most likely to be returned upon exclaming "hey those are my sunnies" in passing down the lane, a stranger is walking around in your flip flops (while you are eating breakfast barefoot), and your outfit from the night before is in a crumpled heap amongst everyone else's, because you decided it was a good idea to take a late night jump off the walking bridge at low tide.
Since last writing I've found a slice of heaven of course it's not too far from Raglan and It's called Ruapuke. I almost want to be selfish and not share this with a world full of readers, but if it is actually heaven then I can't not share. Ruapuke is a 40 minute drive around what I like to call Jurassic Park. Of course no filming of any kind has been done on these gravel roads but not due to lack of scenery. Winding up and around Mount Karioi and along coastal cliffs of horse riding farmland. You will, if you are lucky, be one of the few to find Ruapuke. On a good day it is a surfing dream, and on the worst a stormy sea of raging white waters with power that can take your breath away.
With this update I leave to you some tunes. Music inspires, it draws thoughts, it creates energy, it makes movement. This is what has been pumping in my car, on my compter and in my head. Sonia Dada - Lover / Birdy - Skinny Love / Annah Mac - Girl in Stilletos / Not so new, but new to meSo Frenchy So Chic Album (try it while cleaning) AND up and coming hot NZ singer, songwriter and person in general Bailey Wiley (baileynz.bandcamp.com)
Til next time.
xoxo
Jess
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