It was Canadian Thanksgiving back home, and I woke up in my hostel racking my brain for reasons to be grateful. It wasn’t hard.
Here I am, in one of the most beautiful places on Earth, meeting new people, going on adventures, and following my dreams.
As great as that all sounds, I was missing my family and friends back home. Knowing that they would be together eating delicious food, talking, being weird, laughing, crying because they’re laughing, and rolling around on the couch because they’re so full made me wish that I could be there with them all. I’m happy with where I am, don’t get me wrong, but I do wish that I could transport each and every one of my loved ones over here and spend at least one day with them, showing them around the city, and showing them my scabbed up feet (more on that in a second, sorry Grandma).
So after I reflected on my journey so far, I decided to go on a little adventure to Maungakiekie, more commonly known as One Tree Hill.
Education break time! Maungakiekie is a really cool place. In Maori, Maungakiekie means ‘mountain of the kiekie vine’, and it was home to one of the largest Maori Pas, with a population of about 5,000 people. At it’s peak, there is an obelisk which serves as a memorial to the Maoris. #learningisfun
So up I went, just a little bit confused as to how to get up to the top. There were fences everywhere, and assuming that I couldn’t go through the gates, I started my climb on the main road. And then I saw people walking through a gate through to a field that was home to hundreds of sheep. Hundreds! Babies and mama’s all pooing and ‘bah-ing’, so I quickly redirected my course and took the scenic route up to the top. Some of the baby sheep were drinking from their mama’s while they were still walking, just beautiful. And awkward for both the mama and the baby. #growup
Anyways, I walked the narrow paths to the top, checked out the stunning obelisk, gazed at the rolling green hills and pretended that I was in Ireland ( I do that a lot ), and started my decent. I was so happy that I bought new shoes with tread! Wow! What a splendid thing!
Nope. Just kidding. My feet were riddled with blisters. #riddlemethis #riddlemethat
Half walking, half hobbling, it took me twice as much time to get back down the mountain, giving me more than enough time to have stare-downs with the sheep. It’s okay though because they’re so cute.
I made it back to my hostel soaking wet and covered in blisters, but my heart was so light. I joined in on a meditation and an all you can eat veggie dinner at a yoga studio, and then afterwards grabbed a big beer with my German friends named Pia and Lisa. Life was really good that day.
As we said ‘cheers’ and clinked our glasses together, I sent some love to each and everyone of my friends and family back home.
Love you guys.