How Do I Treat Dry Heels?

Nimo is the little fish moving forward. I am Nimo. It took eleven years to kill Beijing from the countryside in Henan: four years of schooling, six months of unemployment, and five and a half years of work. By 2012, Beijing became very strange, and the changes in my surrounding friends made me even more confused.

Taking off high heels: 66 travel dreams in New Zealand

Nimo is the little fish who moves forward. It took eleven years to kill Beijing from the countryside in Henan: four years of schooling, six months of unemployment, and five and a half years of work. By 2012, Beijing had become very strange, and the changes in her surrounding friends had made her even more confused. Once an OL in the world's top 500, she quit her job that she once dreamed of, leaving the company that she thought would stay a lifetime. Alone, carrying a travelling bag of the same height and heading for NZ. For a year, she took off her high heels, put on flip-flops, and held the map while typing on the keyboard. In the days of inappropriate OL, she went looking for the long-lost courage, adventure, enthusiasm, gratitude, and love.

Nimo is the little fish moving forward. I am Nimo. It took eleven years to kill Beijing from the countryside in Henan: four years of schooling, six months of unemployment, and five and a half years of work. By 2012, Beijing became very strange, and the changes in my surrounding friends made me even more confused.

Nimo quit his job at the Fortune 500, and left the company, which he thought would last a lifetime. Alone, carrying a travelling bag of the same height and heading for NZ. For one year, in NZ, kiwis were packed and grape branches were cut; they were bullied by evil landlords and lived in luxury mansions with swimming pools and horse farms; sofa guests met many locals and walked north and south with one pair of feet; I know donkey friends from many countries and have penetrated into the Chinese circle at the bottom. He met his ideals and met the in-laws. He has experienced funerals and attended weddings. Follow Nimo's footsteps, in-depth exploration of NZ culture, eat and drink like Kiwi!

A seemingly out of reach dream was not difficult to achieve, it depends on a firm heart. Life on a part-time job may seem hard, but life has been one of the most colorful since then!

Preface | Life is a journey

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Chapter 1 Leaving

I'm ready, how about you?

Chapter 1

New Zealand, where? Knowing the Working holiday,

I marked the island closest to Antarctica on the map12,000 kilometers from Beijing.

When and how much can I go?

What does it mean to live? Facing the short, fragile and unexpected life of life,

What can we do now? Just getting closer to death every day?

My focus on Working holiday started with a magazine. That travel magazine introduced WHVER (Working Traveler). I remember one of them was Jin Zhao, and there was a saying that he would take a long vacation before 30 years old to recharge his mind. I discarded it after reading the magazine, but I remembered Working Holiday. In the back, I saw the earliest articles written by the earliest people and the application strategy. This matter was in my heart, but I didn't think about it immediately. It is estimated that in the subconscious mind: 30 years old, far from me! But even this far-off 30-year-old, he slammed into his eyes.

What happened in 2011 prompted me further down the road. This year, the best friends around me have experienced a lot of changes: during the "March and Eighth" festival, they also texted to say that the family went out to play, and when they saw the beautiful porcelain, they wanted to mail me a set. Became a widow with a child over one year old. When I was on May 1st, I and my family rejoiced to go to the suburbs to pick strawberries. It was only a month. His father was diagnosed with advanced pancreatic cancer. Also gone. This year, there are miserable clouds in memory. It feels like a big step in cruel life. We walked through it several decades in advance and revealed the ugly scars to show us. For those under 30 years old, we have to face the separation of relatives who will face 40 or 50 years in advance. I am not a party to these two things, but these occurrences also forced me to think. Back to the tip of the horns before, what is the meaning of our alive? Faced with the fragile, transient and unpredictable life, what can we do now? Just getting closer to death every day? In this sense, even if it is not my escape, it is my attempt to find an answer.

From an objective point of view, there are also some economic conditions, and the anxiety in my heart will be slightly lowered. I feel extremely insecure. In the first year of graduation, I have done 5 different jobs, and there is always a gap between each job, even for half a year. The economic distress can be imagined: where I live is two double beds. The Datong shop that stood up was lying horizontally to four people, and there was still one rolling on the ground. At the hardest time, it was only two dollars. I can't accept myself to live like this again, panic, and at a loss. I bought a house in 2010, and by 2011, I had saved 100,000 yuan, which is not a large amount, but there is a disease in the family that can be saved

Urgent, if you take a year off and come back, even if you can't find anything to do in a little while, this money can repay the loan, maintain your life, and last for years. At that time, my brother was a graduate student and graduated at the end of 2011. His work was also very important. There doesn't seem to be anything to let go, you can go!

Beginning-the necessity by chance

Not all dreams can be realized, not all efforts are rewarded,

But working towards the direction you want to go is great!

On March 8, 2011, H's husband died unexpectedly. A text message was received from H on March 9 stating that she never dreamed that she would become a widow. The next few days, I also lived in darkness, and my heart was cramped with H. Until the weekend, I flew over and accompanied her to the funeral. I still remember a small detail: I brought her daughter home after the funeral, washed her pajamas and hung them on the balcony to dry. When she returned, she said that she repeatedly thought about a problem in her mind at the funeral. After returning, she didn't wash her pajamas. What was she wearing at night? This may be the normal response after the bad news happened-resist reality and refuse to accept it. Even without the little thing of wearing pajamas, H held his head in his head and walked through the whole process like a puppet, wearing filial piety and wearing filial piety. During National Day, H came to me to relax. It seems to be back to the good old days: go to the playground to play various exciting games, make hair, go shopping and dancing, drink beer at midnight and drink a peanut meter, and even call her first love boyfriend to go back to his alma mater to invite us to dinner. Everything seems to go back in time,

She never left, never married or had children, nor did her husband die. The beauty is always an instant. On October 6, she was taken to the airport and watching her thin figure walk towards the departure gate. I couldn't help crying, what would be the way waiting in front of her?

After sending H back home, I turned on the computer to implement the issues to be noticed on October 8th. I did not expect that the application would be opened in advance. I grabbed two places before: one time I was robbed without seeing what the application form looked like at all; the other time I got up at 4 am and finally grabbed onebut the bad form could nt be submitted, but it was OK Investigate how to fill it out. With the experience of the first two failures, the filling was very smooth this time, and it was time to confirm the payment. I immediately submitted the credit card information without hesitation. This reminds me of a criterion for marriage: I don't hesitate to think about it. Yeah, the tangles all stem from uncertainty. After the application was submitted, looking back to the missing information, the IELTS results were the first. In less than two months, a beautiful IELTS score is required. The portrait is a sail full of wind. All the time is used to memorize words, practice listening, and do tests. The days of dreams and struggles are great! In quasi

In the process of preparing for IELTS, I did not participate in any English training institutions, and I did not agree with those English training institutions that gave people inspirational speeches. Not all dreams can be realized, not all efforts are rewarded, but it is wonderful to just work in the direction you want to go. Life that repeats day by day has a great inertia. I don't know where this huge inertia will drag you, if you don't have a little persistence and control. Find your own direction in this huge inertia and pay for it

The effort itself is worth applauding.

The test room is a magical place. It is steaming, filled with hope and dreams, and the gas field is all upward. Here, the age, occupation, and wealth are blurred. All people have the same label-there is direction: Xiao Zhang, 28 or 9 years old, works in a large pharmaceutical factory, wants to take a beautiful score, apply for skilled immigration to Canada, so She and her husband need not worry about the child's lack of Beijing Hukou and identity in the future; Sister Wu, a businessman in Weifang, must invest in immigration to New Zealand. If her IELTS score is higher, the amount of investment will be lowered, forcing her 40s. She regained her English on the basis of ABC; Brother Zhang, domestic and foreign business ran at both ends. This is not the case. Canada is expected to open up new business, and it is much more convenient to get a test result.

In December, I had all the information ready and I sent it to you. Two weeks later, I fumbled for information again, got my visa without accident, and started: booking air tickets, buying sleeping bags, waterproof covers, and packing luggage. In this rush, I repeatedly confirmed whether all this was true, and joy flowed from the bottom of my heart, circle by circle. This time it seems that it is an accident to grab a place and successfully apply, but I know that the seeds have been planted for a long time, and it is inevitable to start. I keep knocking the door, step by step, and the door will open.

Time is set, where do you go after landing? Search on related forums, March is the kiwi season, and work will be concentrated in a packaging factory near Te Puke. I sent an email to each factory to request an application form, and one of them was called Trevelyan Kiwi Packaging Factory. I was very impressed. The web design was very attractive and the response from human resources was very positive, so I decided to go first. There.

When the time and place are available, the person is sent. A bunch of unreliable Ivy suddenly emerged from a group of unreliable lists. We made an appointment to purchase items and inspect each other. Ivy s short hair, big eyes hiding behind the spectacles, and a round face, saying that he resigned early in the morning to make this matter, really different from me! I booked a ticket for March 2nd, and the class was going to work until February 28th. I didn't know what to do when I was idle. I panicked for no reason. After strolling around, Ivy bought a sun hat, and I got a shabu-shabu. We subconsciously prepared this as a one-year camping!

The three elements are all there, and I look forward to writing my New Zealand chapter!

All ready to go

How does it feel to start? It was swollen, expecting something to happen.

Today all the chores have been done, and I walked experimentally with my backpack as high as my back, and it will really get my legs shaking. With the burden on me, I suddenly felt like I had the energy to start. How does it feel to start? It was swollen, expecting something to happen.

I had a cold and runny nose, tonsil inflammation, and diarrhea all the time before. All the illnesses were greeted. H pretending to be mysterious is that I was unwilling to leave. So what? All the back roads have been cut off, the house has been rented out, the job has been resigned, and all my friends have heard of it. It must change, and the strong inertia that drives it must go forward. Staying at K's last night, I felt that it would be too illusive to leave tomorrow, but it wasn't real, but it really happened today!

It seemed to be a special reminder for me. On the day I left, it snowed in Beijing.

The curtains were opened in the morning, and a thin layer had been laid on the outside, and the goose-like snow fell gracefully from the air.

K is still in bed. He may have talked too late last night to talk about the different encounters in these years of graduation and the situation of everyone. It was discovered that reality is far more ups and downs than film and television dramas. At the age of thirty, we find that we can often only obey destiny and treat things according to the development of things. People come and go in life, most of the time, they only accompany them for a while, and they will not be able to meet again after they are separated. Colleagues, sisters, brothers, lovers, and even parents can never be out of hand. Side, because this may be the only time in this life to have an intersection with him!

The warm snow did not slow down my pace. The taxi changed to a quick bus and then another taxi. After waiting for half an hour at the Bawangfen Long-distance Bus Station, K took me to the car. When I left, I still couldn't hold back my tears. I didn't like farewell at all, but I liked the new beginning again.

How to start without leaving? What a contradiction!

I took an AirAsia flight from Tianjin. I wanted to eat Chinese food before leaving, and I missed it, because in the year to come, I can only rely on memory to taste it. Tianjin Airport has only two upper and lower floors, and the options are very small. I had no choice but to eat KFC's old Beijing chicken roll, which was also a consolationscallion, sweet noodle sauce, close my eyes and imagine it as a roast duck!

There was a small accident when I changed boarding passes. Malaysia asked inbound passengers to show a return ticket. I was in transit, but naturally I did nt. Fortunately, I printed a Jetstar itinerary to prove that I was traveling from Kuala Lumpur to New Zealand. Even so, the staff reviewed for a long time and said that Jetstar stopped in Singapore, and the flight numbers of the first and second leg were inconsistent. I also couldn't understand it. Later, they communicated internally before they were counted. Let me in. It seems that the documents are always ready and not bad.

When I was waiting for the flight, I met two children studying in Malay, 18 and 24 respectively. Envious of their youth, they can go to see thousands of worlds at a young age, and they have taken this first step. Thinking about the 18-year-old me if I have such a choice, where I am now, what I am doing, who I have met, and what I have become, I have no way of knowing. The 24-year-old boy said that he started his own business in Malay, read books for himself, lived in two-story villas with front and back yards, drove Mazda cars, shed his sweat, and spent his own money! It also talked about corruption in Malay. The police stopped him twice at a distance of 100 meters, and blatantly asked for coffee! Malay customs, as long as money is plugged, there is no goods that cannot be cleared. It seems that corruption is really a global issue!

Boarding at 3:30 in the afternoon, I sent a very sensational text message to my friend: "Leave ..." Well, in fact, the next sentence I want to say is: "NZ, I'm here!"

Farewell to Beijing was a heavy snowfall in early spring, and Kuala Lumpur greeted it in a very special way, a heavy rain. Because of the rain, I was sitting in the cabin for another hour, and the rain outside the porthole continued to flow like a line. In my spare time, I looked at the passengers in the cabin, etc. As the 24-year-old boy said, no flight can be without Chinese. Sitting in the cabin, there was a strong Northeast accent, a soft Taiwanese accent, and Cantonese who couldn't understand what was being said. When leaving Beijing, the temperature was only zero degrees Celsius, and the temperature in Kuala Lumpur at night was above 20 degrees Celsius. Everyone really wore clothes and everything, short dresses with short sleeves, tightly wrapped down jackets, and sandals Anyway, boots, all year round. The uncle Malay sitting in my back row is more interesting. He wore a locomotive hat and a five-pointed star stuck in the middle, which was quite a tide.

Among the people in an airplane, I can tell the race at a glance. We are really not the same size as foreigners and indigenous Malays. For me, I can mix in the petite and exquisite rank without losing weight. I knew why I was so demanding of myself? Come out with old

Out of comparison, confidence is all back. Of course, the version is mini, but everything is proportional, and all parts are reduced accordingly. My case is a flat chest? !!

I finally got off the plane and I went to the customs to follow the procedure.

Malay's English accent is very strong, and I am confused, and people are not as enthusiastic as the Philippines. I inquired about the bus to Kuala Lumpur International Airport without getting any valid information. I was holding the RM50 that I had exchanged with Liu Ning before and I was afraid to go for a taxi. At this time, I was not on vacation this time. Secondly, I heard that Malay taxis are very expensive. I only have these 50 ringgits. I don't know if they are enough to take a taxi.

Pushing my luggage along the road in drizzle, a bus passed by, KLIA read the words really, and the plane chatted with the neighbor, and the neighbor told me that there are two airports in Malay The one landing by AirAsia is LCCT, and the Kuala Lumpur International Airport I'm going to is KLIA. Malays know it, but also take care of non-Malays like us!

Eyeing the bus slowing down, I hurried forward, put down my luggage, and then went back to buy a ticket with the driving uncle. The uncle looked like an Indian, with curly hair and a dark face, and stretched out one hand, and saw only 5 fingernails that were white. Don't look at the dark, uncle's heart is not dark, it's bright! I don't know how much the fare is. I have two more packages. I don't know if there will be a luggage ticket. The uncle ripped the ticket for me and started to change. I kept holding out my hand and was stuffed with money. When I saw that I had no intention of leaving, the uncle shouted: OK? Enough! A bank note was replaced by a stack of zero votes. Forget it, this ticket is two and a half. The car was driving in the drizzle, an uncle with an Indian face, and cheerful Indian music. Did I arrive in New Delhi?

You don't provide meals on the cheap airlines. So I made up for dinner on the 2nd at half past two in the morning.

I fell asleep at 5:30 in the morning, I was awakened by the sound of the ice crusher, and the first morning of the "interval year" started like this.

I ordered a piece of cake and a glass of watermelon juice, and made a night on the store's sofa. I tried a variety of sleeping postures, lying sideways, reclining, and sitting. It was not as comfortable as lying in bed! I was in a daze. I dreamed of eating cockroaches, and I asked my boss for a theory. The boss didn't particularly care about itjust remove itand glanced at me obliquely. It's exactly the same: you don't know that one of the three Malays is a lot of cockroaches!

Sleeping at the airport is really uncomfortable. Now that you are awake, just open your eyes and look at this KLIA airport. KLIA has 5 floors. The first floor is for taxis and buses going in all directions. The second floor has a place to rest and eat. The third floor is the arrival floor. The fourth floor is the office. The fifth floor is the departure floor. The ladders are all connected. I pushed large bags and small luggage, so I could only take a ladder. The ladder is a sightseeing ladder surrounded by glass. Who knows my frustration? There was no one around, the only big elevator was mine. With the eyes open, the elevator door opened, I pushed the luggage cart in, pressed the close button, and firmly grasped the handrail next to it. I could only see with my eyes that I had risen from below the floor to the floor, one floor, one floor, The rope bit on the gear, the feeling of weightlessness mixed with fear, a "click" and everything was over.

My fear of heights has been around for a long time. When I was with H to go to Happy Valley to play at the peak, tears burst out, and it was no exaggeration to sacrifice my life to the gentleman. I don't like the feeling that my feet are off the ground, which makes me feel unsafe. The enclosed elevator has no reference, and I can imagine myself stepping on the ground. Sightseeing elevators are the most unacceptable. Even the Ferris wheel is a big challenge. It slowly shakes, and the fear in my heart grows inch by inch. In my opinion, there is no romance at all. Sit down, arms and legs My muscles are so tight that it's hard to relax, so who knows my helplessness?

Human fear seems inexhaustible and inexhaustible. Leaving this time, taking this step, the uncertainty of the future made me hesitate and fear. What about this situation? You can only face your weakness weakly, and everything can be overcome.

Waiting for the first sunrise in Kuala Lumpur.

Glimpse of Singapore Day Tour

Obediently obedient and sweet, but not obediently.

With a try, I went to the immigration office and asked if my passport could be visa-free, so I started my day trip to Singapore.

Brother drove me and quickly glanced at the overview of Singapore: Singapore is a very clean and tidy city. When I first entered Changi Airport, I felt very comfortable. All the brands I know and I don't know can be found at T1. The airport itself is a super shopping mall, T3 also has Crown Hotel and SPA. The airport facilities are complete, free foot massage and free Internet service. Listen to my brother, you can also make free local calls, eh, free I like it! When you first arrived, the currency was not changed. The free facility is to send charcoal in the snow!

When looking at Singapore from the air, it feels like a large courtyard, dotted with lakes among green trees and lawns. It also feels like this. The streets are clean and tidy and the tropical plants are lush. This is due to the government's governance and the citizens' conscious maintenance. On the other hand, it may also depend on the ubiquitous and detailed legal provisions. I almost tried the law. On the subway where I rushed to meet with my brother, because I did nt have to brush my teeth all night, I chewed gum to refresh my breath. At the exit, I was told that I ca nt eat on the subway. In this case, a fine of SGD50 will be charged, but the staff I thought that I was a foreigner and let me go. Later, she talked to Auckland's sofa host Viv, and she had a similar experience. In Singapore, in order to maintain urban hygiene, "dog skin plasters" such as gum are eliminated, and even the import and sale of gum are prohibited. While driving, my brother introduced me: the cost of breaking regulations in Singapore is very high. Like driving at speeding, you may receive a fine of S $ 5,000, plus 6 months' imprisonment. Of course, the government does not only use penalties, it also has prizes, big sticks and money, and envy. In each election, the Prime Minister will give a speech at the National University, and the public is very concerned because the money will be paid after the speech, which is equivalent to about a month's salary. The brothers rated Singapore as a handful of smart people leading the way. My feelings are basically the same. Most of the friends who have migrated to Singapore around the level are doctors and postdoctoral level, and they are all high-level people who will make great contributions to the country. But in terms of salary, my brother complained a bit: my brother came to the new five years, and now I get a salary of more than S $ 3,000, but the average monthly salary of an ordinary worker is about S $ 2,000. The income must be able to guarantee life and ensure that ordinary people also Able to feed the family. For ordinary people, not only salary is guaranteed, housing is also guaranteed-Singapore implements the "home ownership" project, not only HDB flats, if the first house of the couple is a commercial house, the government will be responsible for the first phase . "Homeowners have their own homes, farmers have their own fields", the ideal life advertised by Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has basically been realized in Singapore.

I stopped for a short day and walked away. Singapore is indeed a well-governed patriarchal country. Somehow I remembered the words of my mother's discipline of children: obediently obedient to sweets and disobedient to fart.

Hello, Changbai Cloud Land!

Taking the airport bus, the driver master gestured, two index fingers slide from the corner of the mouth to the ear

Smile (smile), this is the first skill that the land of Changbaiyun will teach me.

When I arrived in New Zealand, the hometown of Changbaiyun, I didn't know what to say. From Singapore to New Zealand, this flight took 9.5 hours and almost 10,000 kilometers, which is really the highest record in my lifetime. Sailing in the Indian Ocean at night, shining stars like diamonds scattered on the black velvet night, and continued to fly, seeing the starry lights on the island connected into one. At 6 am New Zealand time, when the sea and sky meet a bright white line, the sun is about to rise. Flying further, you can see the white clouds floating low in the air. From the top to the bottom, it looks like a large pile of long-staple cotton is blooming on the blue sea. New Zealand is really an island country. It is said that driving to the beach from any place will not take more than half an hour. Even Auckland Airport is built by the sea.

Get off the plane, take a long passage to exit the gate, there are welcome wooden arches, and drum music, I guess these are all signs of Maori culture. New Zealand has done a good job in preserving indigenous culture. The diversity of culture and ethnicity can really make people feel. This reminds me of an article on Douban that told Hanban to perform abroad. French professors questioned that our minority songs are sung in Mandarin. How do we reflect the national characteristics? In this regard, New Zealand is doing a good job, and public signs are marked in several languages. There is also a Maori welcome next to Welcome at the New Zealand airport, so that ethnic minorities can truly realize that they are the masters of the country. Entering the arch, there is a long corridor. On both sides of the wall are large-scale pictures showing the wonderful scenery of New Zealand, accompanied by the sound of waves, birds, wind and waves, and the sound of water, such as Walk through all the beauty of New Zealand as if you were there, just click on the map and visit them one by one in the future.

I took the Air city express to go to the city. When I got on the bus, the driver master said something I didn't understand. Later, he made a gesture, two index fingers slid from the corner of his mouth to the earSmile. I think he just said that I was too serious. In China, we are used to having a face stretched indifferently, and facial muscles rarely move. I traveled to the Philippines in 2011 and I was very happy. Everyone was very kind to me. I smiled and talked so much that my facial muscles were a little sour and lacked exercise!

But happiness is true. I sat at the end of Queen street and turned back a little to catch the Onehunga train station. When I was waiting for the green light, I saw someone carrying a small boat in the trailer to the dock.

Far away, the burden of dragging luggage is too heavy, and it will definitely be a special trip tomorrow!

The station of Britomart (the name of the train station) was rebuilt from the long abandoned Postoffice. The ceiling is decorated with delicate carvings and stained glass in the church. From the outside, it is absolutely unexpected that the train station is underground, as if One foot into the magical world of Harry Potter. The lighting of the railway station is an 11 transparent skylight on the ceiling. The conical design is like a lampshade. It is said that this symbolizes New Zealand as a volcanic country. On subsequent trips, every time an earthquake or volcano is encountered, it reminds me of these cone-shaped lights at Britomart Railway Station.

I bought a 2 degree (communication company) prepaid card at a convenience store, dialed 200 to activate it, and sent a text message to Viv. She actually rushed to the station to pick me up. When I saw her and my niece, Eron, I was assured that I didn't have to sleep on the street, haha!

Have Love and HomeSofa Guest's First Stop

Because of the love in my heart, the paintings became vivid and interesting!

It's a long way from Onehunga station to Viv's house, and there are villas on both sides of the road. Viv told me that connected together is a town house, which is what we call a townhouse . Several families jointly own this land, and the only one is

Called house. Every house has a clear window and a small garden. If this is the end of the world in Liu Yu's mouth, I really want to live at the end of the world!

The Viv house is a two-story building with a garage on the first floor and two bedrooms, a living room and an open kitchen on the second floor. Her garden is so loving. The huge stone trough inside the fence is planted with a variety of plants I do nt know the name of. Two of them are slightly taller than the flowers. I thought they were only green plants, but Viv said it was two A tree will bear green fruits in the future. OK, I will recognize their tree identity when they produce fruit. In the corridor in front of the door, there is a picture of the entire wall. Two kittens crouched on the corridor, overlooking the entire garden, green grass, and a pool of water in the center. The most fun is that the painting and the house blend together, seamlessly stitching. In the corridor where the cat is located, the courtyard wall of the garden seems to extend directly from the house. Viv said it was painted by her younger sister, hoping to bring her a large garden. Sometimes she would lie on a chair and admire her large garden. Sure enough, the lower right corner of the painting reads: "To Viv, with love. Sister"

At 5 o'clock in the evening, Viv cooked deep-frozen dumplings for dinner, carrots and peas stuffing, and served 6 in a bowl. Well, this is my first meal since noon on March 3, 4 meals in one meal, and I ca nt lose weight until I lose weight. After dinner, everyone went to church together. Viv thoughtfully brought a Bible (Chinese Bible) to me. The church is also a slightly larger house, plus 6 people in total. Everyone was sitting around a large table. The host prepared carrots and cucumbers in his garden. I do nt know if it was freshly picked. The carrots were sweet and crunchy, and the mouth was full of flavor.

In principle, their pronunciation is much more standard than Malay and Singapore, but I still ca nt understand a sentence, I can only understand the occasional word very difficult, I dare not say that I have learned English for 10 years, sorry This takes time. Although I do nt understand, I also think they have a good atmosphere. Everyone has something to eat, sit around, read a Bible, and then talk about their own understanding. An hour passed quickly. In the middle, I remember a sentence: "Evil happens when 'good people' do nothing."

I go shopping with Viv at night. It is a kind of warehouse-type supermarket with high shelves and full boxes of things on it. The goods are complete and the price is not expensive, of course, don't exchange them for RMB! When I came out, I saw Vacancy vacancies posted on the wall. Tomorrow

Come and ask.

The wind came out of the supermarket and it was a bit cold. The sky is still very bright, Viv said that it is usually dark around 8pm. In Christchurch, it is dark at 10pm. Gosh, how does this make people sleep? After writing this diary, it is already more than 11 pm, and I should go to sleep. Good night, Auckland!

Auckland Day Trip

The performance art on the streets of Auckland, it makes me feel itchy,

If you have a stunt, you really want to try this kind of street begging!

Today I had the opportunity to take a real look at Auckland. Yesterday I was carrying two big bags on my shoulders, and I had no intention to care about the others.

Take the train with Eron to Britomart Station. The distance from looking at the map is more than 20 kilometers, which is the second ring to fifth ring of Beijing, but the English name is Traintrain, not Subwaysubway. Compared with Beijing, it takes a long time to guess. It was later discovered that this was not the case at all. It only took more than 20 minutes from the city center to the suburbs, and the speed of the train was quaint, just like the rhythm of life here, where is the dust of our subway whistling. I can't imagine what it would be like to go to work within half an hour in Beijing, because it has never been experienced before. And half an hour here, has been from downtown (city center) to the suburbs. Besides, the flow of people, when I came back, I caught the peak of work at 5 o'clock in the evening, and there were quite a lot of people. There were no seats in the first two stops.

But we were trained in the Beijing people mountain people seapeople and people in the subway, suddenly no one crowded people, meat and meat, I'm used to it!

Compared with Singapore, Auckland is not so smart and loosely used. It is OK to buy tickets at the station, and it is OK to buy a card at the station. It is no problem to buy now. Can you imagine that developed countries still use ticket inspectors to take a pliers around to check for tickets? This is not the case in Singapore. There are intelligent reminders on which side of the ticket machine, ticket gate, and even when you get off the bus. The brother said that Singapore is pursuing elite education. It is true that a group of clever people lead a group of dumb people and dare not comment on it. However, it is true that the state has formulated various rules and regulations, which are strictly and rigorously enforced. They have been bound for a long time and formed a set trend. It is difficult to get out of the rules. No less than Singapore, it is compared to Beijing, Shanghai and other first-tier cities in China, and Auckland's public transportation system is also backward. However, after six months, when I returned to Auckland, I saw that the automatic ticket checking system was being tested and it was about to be put into operation. I don't know if I will squeeze out some of the train ticket inspectors' jobs in the future.

Speaking of the streets of Auckland, within three or five steps you will inevitably see yellow-skinned and black-haired people who look like Chinese. It seems that it is because I ate two losses for this day and saw the Chinese people directly say hello. As a result, they may be second-generation Chinese or Korean

Chinese or Taiwan compatriots have problems communicating in Chinese. A similar plot was read in Zhang Tonghe's book. The Chinese take it for granted that every Asian face deserves to speak Chinese, and they all come from China, which is a bit of a universal meaning. But there are really many Chinese in Auckland, and even if they can't speak English, they can live. Today, I went to open a bank account. Each bank has 1-2 Chinese employees, which shows that there are not a few Chinese customers. In the end, ANZ (a bank in New Zealand) was selected, and something completely unexpected happened. Jennifer, who helped me open an account, is Chinese, so we communicated in Chinese and asked each other how long they were in Auckland and what they did. When I talked about previously working at TNT (TNT is one of the top four international courier companies, the company I used to work for), Jennifer said that her former colleague Vincent also worked at TNT. Vincent? Vincent Gao? Isn't the world so small? I know Vincent has worked abroad before, but I'm not sure it's New Zealand. Jennifer gave me a positive answer, the world is so wonderful. The Chinese on the street have eliminated a lot of strangeness, and the conversation with Jennifer has brought me closer to Auckland. Vincent returned from here and became my boss at TNT. What about me, what is waiting for me?

There are begging on the streets, but of course not the extravagant paper we see, hoeing like garlic, or dragging a disabled body, walking through the subway. The first is a young guy standing on the sculpture and pulling down the violin, and the case is spread out in front of him.

Pedestrians passing by put change in it. The second is a performance artist, dressing himself as a coal miner, overalls, carrying a shovel, and holding a round felt hat in his hand. He is judged to be a coal miner because his body is really dark, except that his eyes are bright, otherwise it is really a sculpture. Pedestrians hurried past, probably really thought it was a sculpture. The young man was a bit anxious, and turned from one side to the other so that everyone could see clearly that this was live performance art. I hid aside and took photos secretly. I did nt have any money. I m sorry. I m also a poor person. I have spent more than S $ 1,000 in 4 days. If you are talented, I would like to try this performance art street begging too!

Florist Granny

I feel very kind to the grandma who runs the flower shop alone and delivers it by herself.

I just love the firework scent from this small family workshop.

There is nothing special to do in the morning. I fry the quiche, wash my clothes, lie on the sofa and surf the Internet, and indulge my laziness. It was because of this rhythm that I missed the train entering the city at 12 o'clock, and I was not in a hurry, just waiting for the next train. Nothing to do, I walk around to see.

The block has a small facade, there are balloons at the door, and the signboard seems to be a gift shop. I walked in without seeing people or the display rack for gifts. I was waiting to leave, but came out a grandma, I explained the intention, the grandma said that this is a private studio, there is no display, there is nothing to visit. She was about to leave, but her grandmother changed her mind and said that I could look at her flowers. The grandmother hurriedly passed through the narrow aisle, came to the backyard, and opened a small separate house full of flowers. There were all kinds of flowers. The huge exhaust fan kept turning to keep the room at a lower temperature and extend The shelf life of the flowers. I asked my grandma how long these flowers could last, and she told me that they would be replaced the next day. The flowers are specially treated before delivery, and I was shown a special vase, Vox Box, with a colorful carton on the outside and a layer of plastic bag inside, filled with water to moisturize the flowers. Because of my professional relationship, I asked about the delivery service used by my grandmother, and I have a lot more talk. She talked in detail about the problems she encountered in delivery. The wrong address needs to be corrected and sent, and the surrounding addresses , Grandma even went to battle in person and delivered it by herself. Opening the box, my grandma took me to visit her gift inventory, chocolate, red wine, everything. This is also the grandmother's workplace. She designs styles here, takes pictures and uploads them to the website. More surprisingly, the grandmother advanced to use QR codes in the sales process. This is a new thing I have never tried: I took the QR code with Iphone, and then used the mobile phone to complete the purchase operation. The grandmother introduced that she had just seen this a few weeks ago and felt that it had great potential, so she applied it immediately. She was really a very mobile grandmother. During the conversation, I learned that because of the economic crisis, many companies do nt set flowers and gifts as much as they did before. The business is difficult to maintain, so the grandmother did nt hire anyone and did everything herself. She hopes that someone can sell her business in the future, so she won't have to work so hard, or she can help the new owner to take care of the flowers. Thanks again and again to my grandma to catch my train.

PS: I have always been in love with such small home-style workshops. When I saw the small workshops introducing Taiwanese vinegar and soy sauce on Douban, I was so happy to watch them one by one. It s like Yao Ji s liver fried in the corner of Drum Tower. I definitely walked around to get a bowl near it. It s neither a stranger or a lively old Beijing nearby, but I still feel a little connection with this store. I will not be complacent and raise the price because the Vice President of the United States has patronized it; nor will I expand the store because of the market, and take advantage of the opportunity to raise prices, what I love is this consistent integrity and strength.

Hehe, maybe I have the idea of small farmers in my bones.

See you, Auckland! Hello, Te Puke!

Leaving Auckland, away from the city, coming to Te Puke,

Coming to the vast countryside of New Zealand, my Working holiday has officially begun!

The luggage on your body must be more than 20 kilograms. Although I want to go faster, my physical strength is not allowed: the largest camouflage bag is on my back, the TNT backpack is buckled on the chest, and the tote is on one arm. In the cool weather of early autumn, sweat beads rolled down the ends of the hair.

Finally, I watched as the train whistled past. It is only 11:00, and the train schedule is 11:03. Why is the train not punctual? Why don't you wait for me!

Fortunately, there is plenty of time to leave. The bus leaves at 13:15 and the train leaves at 12:03. I took the train at 12:03 to Britomart Station and climbed a 45 ° uphill road to Skycity to join Ivy. Ivy packed the char-grilled rice for me. I have nt eaten Chinese food for a long time. I have eaten bread for 3 days, which caused me to lose two pounds. I crouched on the ground embarrassingly for lunch.

The bus traveled all the way across the vast land of New Zealand, with green eyes and green grass covering the rolling hills. Cows and sheep graze peacefully, reminding me of the scenery of Inner Mongolia, the difference is that there are occasionally a few trees or a forest sweeping from the front

Too. The aunt on the right greeted me, and we had the same version of the Lonely Planet travel manual in our hands. The aunt came from the United States and took a three week vacation to travel. Her own words are "Wonder for many years". Although I have also been paying attention to working and traveling for a long time, I do not have a very strong desire. I just want to walk around and see the world. In contrast, I feel that the intensity of this desire is very small.

The bus drove to Rotorua, the driver went to the toilet, the driver actually unloaded all the luggage, and was about to drive away. I got to know the driver for a long time before I figured out that he was only going to Rotorua. We need to wait for the next bus to Te Puke. I took the bits and pieces from the car and kept a pile of luggage waiting for the next bus.

During the waiting period, I met Taiwanese girl Ivy. She was WHVER (Working Traveler) in 2007, married a Chinese I met in Te Puke two years ago, and now reads language in Rotorua. There seems to be a sense of stability for a native Chinese speaker. The conversation revealed that Fung, the sofa guest who met yesterday, also knew. Well, who wants us to live in the same village! Ivy went home and called her tenant, Maggan, to take us to find a place to live. There was no response when I knocked on the door of Poppa's house, called or texted, so I had to go back to New World Supermarket (one of the three largest supermarket chains in New Zealand) to find rental information. Finally, I decided to visit my mother-in-law's house.

The house rented out by Ivy's mother-in-law's house is a converted garage. It has double beds on the bunk and a window on the side. The space is cramped. I didn't want to stay in the house, so I went to the front yard to chat with Ivy's mother-in-law. Ivy's mother-in-law is making dumplings, the kind of ingot

The filling method is stuffed with pork and chives. Dumplings are commonplace for northerners. I immediately rolled up my sleeves and started making them. Her Mandarin is not very good, so we talked and guessed what the other person said. Although it was intermittent, I also heard it probably: mother-in-law and father-in-law have 6 children. Immigration was from Guangdong in 2001. At that time It should also cost a lot of money. First in Auckland, but the job was not easy to find. Later, I came to Te Puke. All of them were short-term workers, and they had been collecting and selecting fruits for many years. Even now, when I am older, my eyes are not good enough, and I ca nt do the fruit selection, I still make cardboard boxes in the packaging factory. The husband works in an apple orchard, and the children work about one to learn to cook, one to chop meat in a slaughterhouse, one daughter to work in a supermarket, and some are still studying. Although I knew that the overseas Chinese were very difficult at the beginning, I still felt shocked when I said it from my grandmother's mouth. Granny speaks Cantonese. She should be unskilled in English and Mandarin. She also does not have a driver's license. She ca nt drive. She goes to the packing factory to run on the road. She used to do it for 13 hours a day. How to say it? Most people abroad live in cars and villas, but what about their hearts? Leaving home, away from family and friends, even rarely speak Chinese, the loneliness and loneliness of them are not enough to be outsiders. How long can I persist in such an environment?

During the dumpling break, Poppa called and said that he would pick us up to see. We waited at the door, and Poppa drove a big red SUV over. One ear was wrapped with gauze, which should be the result of cancer chemotherapy. It looks like he has to be 70 or 80 years old. In just a few minutes' drive, we already know about him. He used to work in fisheries. His wife died a few years ago. He has received many WHVERs (worker travelers), Taiwan, Hong Kong, Malaysia, and more.

Poppa's house has 3 floors. Although the first floor was converted from a garage, the living room, bedroom, and bathroom are complete, and you can also cook. The second floor appears to be leased to the company. He lives on three floors and is completely old-school English style, with deep red carpets, heavy curtains, large LCD TVs, and even computers that are oversized. On the third floor, he lives on one side with two single beds on the side and can also be rented. For personal space considerations, we prefer the first floor, although a little more expensive, S $ 80 a week. We are worried that the house will be booked by others. Considering that Poppa has a lot of resources to find a job, contact Ivy to explain the situation. She said it would be good to consult with her mother-in-law. So we booked Poppa's room and he drove us back to pull our luggage. At the grandma's house, the grandma was cooking dumplings and said that they cooked our portion, which made us even more embarrassed to speak. Explaining the situation to the grandma, the grandma was very generous, saying that it didn't matter, let us come to her house to play again. We took our luggage, said goodbye to my grandma, and we went to Poppa's house.

Finally settled down, we were so tired we took out a sleeping bag and prepared to rest. Poppa may be because of the relationship between the elderly, he kept a lot of things of his era, there are many photos pressed under the glass plate of the table, there are large photos and sketches on the wall, and there are dolls on the bed. I don't know if it's the dark lights in the room, or it's still not popular, and with a little musty smell, it makes all of this look weird. Although I thought so, I didn't know where I was when I fell asleep!