Still thinking

Graphic design student. Travel industry veteran and still an aimless wanderer. Assassin's Creed and DIY enthusiast. Devoted mum to Henri P. Maltese.

Currently in Wellington, NZ enjoying the perpetual gale force winds and occasional earthquake.
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Just done with my second week in graphic design school and I am enjoying it immensely. It’s exciting to once again be immersed in a creative environment.

I’m easily the oldest in class, with a lot of them fresh out of high school. I don’t mind much but it does seem a bit funny sometimes that I feel I can relate more to the teachers then the students.

Take for example terms like New Wave or Rage Against the Machine or the History Channel seemed only to illicit blank stares from the class. And no one batted an eyelash when the teacher started spouting lines from Zoolander (School for Ants?!) and the Wedding Singer (Flock of Seagulls? I can tell.) Do they even know who Kurt Cobain was?

I feel old. And yet hopeful. 

Design is in my blood. I want to say that I shoud’ve stuck to being an interior designer a long time, but then I would have missed out on all those amazing experiences that made me who I am today. 

Morning walk, discovered we are right next door to a park! Met a dog deity.. Henri a bit scared of him.
God of Dogs Dogs at Newmarket Park by Andrea Aragon on EyeEm

I’m writing this from the Surrey Hotel in Grey Lynn at the moment, almost at the end of our great migration to Auckland.

The past few days have been exhausting - packing up the whole house and giving it a thorough clean. We even rented one of those Rug Doctor things from New World just to freshen up the carpets.

One word of advice for anyone wanting to go down that DIY path instead of getting it professionally done: it is quite noisy (like jackhammer noisy) and you’ll need to allot a certain amount of time to figure out how to operate the thing. Other than those issues, we were quite pleased with the results.

After the packing & the cleaning, we then proceeded with the long drive from Welligton to Auckland. We had to break it up & spend the night in Taupo, though, because an eight hour drive would have been too much after all the everything we’ve done. So we spent the night in Taupo at the nice & cozy Lakefront Motor Lodge & Thermal Spa.

The following morning, we hung around Great Lake Taupo with some KFC wraps for breakfast & continued on our Northbound journey.

As I mentioned, we are now holed up in Grey Lynn. Because the new apartment won’t be ready until tomorrow. Henri is also with us. Thankfully, NZ has a lot of pet-friendly accommodation so we can have him with us in the room the whole time.

We have nothing planned today except laze around & sleep. A fitting reward for all the stress & exhaustion of the past few weeks.

Tomorrow, we will be picking up the keys to the new house & it’s also my first day of school!

Egzoiting days ahead!

Made With Paper

The Tapulanga Foundation has always been something I have supported since the time I was a jobless 20-something in my hometown. I briefly worked for them, doing research and finding donors of books and other donations.

The foundation sends underprivileged children from the nearby farms to the St. Francis of Assissi School. They’ve done quite well through the years, the school has grown tremendously and they’ve received a lot of support both in the Philippines and internationally.

Every year they ask you to sponsor a scholar. They send you updates on your scholar like report cards, Christmas cards, etc, etc, etc. It’s always wonderful to get those. It’s good to know how the child is doing.

And it’s absolutely heartwarming to get a simple greeting like this one on your birthday. 

For this year’s birthday, I got a gorgeous tulip bouquet and a chocolate cake from the hubs. 

We had dinner at Logan Brown, which exceeded expectation.

And then went home. 

Second year in a row that celebrations were simple and low-key. Maybe next year I’ll do a noisy birthday again to celebrate the big Thirty????

Cornflower on Flickr.

A new bloom from the little sliver of dirt I call the herb garden.