hey back in wellington after a big circle around mt.taranaki in a red bubble.....
went to an amazing festival and met great people....highlight was beat boxing and dancing for 3 days and collapsing in a group laughing fit with 10 people rolling around in big lugs of hysterics...also potentially gettting told off for having too much fun!!!! silly sillies but lovely to be with nice people...
realise i am a soul (sole) traveller and have been spending a lot of solo time, which is good cos it makes the people i meet warm and lovely. am looking forward to workshops, even though the town of paraparaumu is a shithole, i am camping next to people who have lived 15 years in the campground....fark methinks. i just want to be around a campfire singing badass 80's songs and giving lots of hugs to people....havn't had a hug for a few days and think i need one....
perhaps tomorrow....
well well wellington...just drank cuban coffee (best yet in nz) and am buzzing, thinking about mazes and trying to work out my own...stuck in my own labryinth of chaos, needing some paint and a big board to sort it out, but they don't fit inside my back pack and little tent tucked in the shit caravan park. I want to camp on the beach again.
city hums behind me, think i might wander in the sun and catch some sniff of something to keep me purring on this path....missing my family and world.
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