This is a series of posts that will log some of my thoughts in the month leading up to my moving back to New Zealand.
New Zealand shines across the water like a beacon, calling me home. That’s the difference this time. When we moved to New Zealand in 2018 it was into the unknown. Going back now feels like returning home. I have a family doctor there and a driver’s license. I know which bus to take to get me downtown the quickest and which one to take if I want a more scenic route. I know where to get the best vegan treats in the cafés in the neighborhoods surrounding me and the exact routes to follow to complete runs of varying distances. The unfamiliar has become familiar, while still leaving a lifetime’s worth of exploration still ahead of me.
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